The Code
I got no time to be chill, I got no time for the calls
I got no time to be small, I got
No time for the smokes, sorry I'm out for the gold
I got no time for the snakes, I got no
Time for the breaks
I got no time to be cold
I got no time to be fake, only got time for the bros
Lyrics all up in my soul
Go dance around with that pole, pour up a four in a four
Make me all woozy like woah
Shawty don't know bout the code, if I get caught
On the road, if I get caught on the road
We out, in a minute, shawty want pay like we out for the dinner
Sorry lil baby I'll say, sorry lil baby got funds
Ain't here to stay I'm a winner
He wanna diss on the net, don't wanna talk in my face
Endin up fish and fillet
I know some killers, I know some men who'll shoot for the praise
And I'm out on the interstate
And I'm out on the road getting ready for winter, yeah
And these niggas up in my way
If I shoot on some metal then I am the villain, hey, if
I gotta shoot I will spray
Better know I ain't miss if I up and I raise that K
Make it hot like it be in May
We outside, we outside, ain't leave shit to imaginate
I be down in my feels sometimes
Hit a blunt, hit a drank to feel better, alleviate
We got problems and dirty sprites
We got places to be, don't know why you gon' always hate
I got henny by liters man
I'ma pour on that shit, till drunk ain't a fuckin' thing
I'ma be on my demon time
Stack that cash and that money, till broke aint in fuckin sight
Designer I wear feelin' nice, drippin' so hard
Catch me shinin' in dead of night
And these niggas they wanna fight
Cause I'm takin' they bitch by the way, I just be so fly
And they wanna play with my life
A God on my its me switchin' face, Gemini
And he wanna go down and die
Six feet in the ground, OVO on his coffin like
I got no time to be cold with the niggas
That talk like they shit and them really don't flex
I got no time for the smokes with these bitches
That really just wanna go post up my checks
I got no time to be froze with a bitch
When I'm stuck in that shit and I'm down for the sex
I got no time to be fuckin' with niggas
That's fuckin' with me, for quick little clicks
I got some places to be, I got some places to go
Shawty want fuck with a beast
Shawty want wear on my froze
Freeze when I'm out in the snow
Cold like a snowman get rolled
Down on the slump and you sloped
Momma with pain, she gon cope
Priest talkin', follow the pope
All that I need is some hope
Aiming it down with the scope
Watchin' the way that I go
Rollie and Pollie through flows
Flippin' some packs of the dro
Sito has been on a roll
Makin' some bands with Sito
KDM killin' some more
Whip it like a bot imma roll
Tay-K you know that I tote
Never gon' snort on the coke
Never gon' snort on the coke
I got no time to be cold
I got no time to be fake, only got time for the bros
Lyrics all up in my soul
Go dance around with that pole, pour up a four in a four
Make me all woozy like woah
Shawty don't know bout the code, if I get caught
On the road, if I get caught on the road
If i get caught on the boat
If im caught up in the snow
I be goin' on my lows, ridin' up all my lows
Bitch, she frozen in the snow, do
What I can with the bros, do what I can with the bros
Bitch, run fashion up like Jay Critch
Do what I can with my switch, bitch
I'm in the club with your bitch, hold
Up now, pour me a fifth, that bitch all on my dick
She bouncin', movin', doin' tricks
Essay, bare minimum for the grade
Call for a verse, rehearse, disperse, one time
For the web like I'm paid
I do do whatever I want, but fuck all these ego-filled ass
Lames, she try to fuck on me
And then she dash away like she famous, try to go on this
Shit, shit too heinous
I be doin' my own shit, she tryna get tamed in, what I can
Bae, I been runnin' the bands, bae
You tryna go on mans, bae, you tryna make me stand, uh
Fuck on shawty when she stand
Fuckin' her with the, fuckin' her with my weapon, I be goin
Up in this, so I'm steppin', yeah
I don't be givin' no fucks, I be goin' in through
Life with all this shit with luck, uh
Yeah, she sayin' she wanna get cuffed, but I know she
Just wanna fuck, Treeshes do be in the trunk
But I swear she tryna be tough, manipulate, uh
She tryna go set it straight, uh
She tryna fuck me, but I'm wait, uh, tryna fuck me
Way too late, uh, tryna see me
But I know she just a fan, do what I can, can, yeah
But I be fuckin' up the bands, yeah
Do what I can, can, but I know she wanna see
Me not stand, uh, do what I can, can
But I be cookin' up on the lab, whoa, she
Be lying up all up on my name, yeah
Do what I can, tryna leave a stain in the game
Tryna leave a stain in the game
I got no time to be small, I got
No time for the smokes, sorry I'm out for the gold
I got no time for the snakes, I got no
Time for the breaks
I got no time to be cold
I got no time to be fake, only got time for the bros
Lyrics all up in my soul
Go dance around with that pole, pour up a four in a four
Make me all woozy like woah
Shawty don't know bout the code, if I get caught
On the road, if I get caught on the road
We out, in a minute, shawty want pay like we out for the dinner
Sorry lil baby I'll say, sorry lil baby got funds
Ain't here to stay I'm a winner
He wanna diss on the net, don't wanna talk in my face
Endin up fish and fillet
I know some killers, I know some men who'll shoot for the praise
And I'm out on the interstate
And I'm out on the road getting ready for winter, yeah
And these niggas up in my way
If I shoot on some metal then I am the villain, hey, if
I gotta shoot I will spray
Better know I ain't miss if I up and I raise that K
Make it hot like it be in May
We outside, we outside, ain't leave shit to imaginate
I be down in my feels sometimes
Hit a blunt, hit a drank to feel better, alleviate
We got problems and dirty sprites
We got places to be, don't know why you gon' always hate
I got henny by liters man
I'ma pour on that shit, till drunk ain't a fuckin' thing
I'ma be on my demon time
Stack that cash and that money, till broke aint in fuckin sight
Designer I wear feelin' nice, drippin' so hard
Catch me shinin' in dead of night
And these niggas they wanna fight
Cause I'm takin' they bitch by the way, I just be so fly
And they wanna play with my life
A God on my its me switchin' face, Gemini
And he wanna go down and die
Six feet in the ground, OVO on his coffin like
I got no time to be cold with the niggas
That talk like they shit and them really don't flex
I got no time for the smokes with these bitches
That really just wanna go post up my checks
I got no time to be froze with a bitch
When I'm stuck in that shit and I'm down for the sex
I got no time to be fuckin' with niggas
That's fuckin' with me, for quick little clicks
I got some places to be, I got some places to go
Shawty want fuck with a beast
Shawty want wear on my froze
Freeze when I'm out in the snow
Cold like a snowman get rolled
Down on the slump and you sloped
Momma with pain, she gon cope
Priest talkin', follow the pope
All that I need is some hope
Aiming it down with the scope
Watchin' the way that I go
Rollie and Pollie through flows
Flippin' some packs of the dro
Sito has been on a roll
Makin' some bands with Sito
KDM killin' some more
Whip it like a bot imma roll
Tay-K you know that I tote
Never gon' snort on the coke
Never gon' snort on the coke
I got no time to be cold
I got no time to be fake, only got time for the bros
Lyrics all up in my soul
Go dance around with that pole, pour up a four in a four
Make me all woozy like woah
Shawty don't know bout the code, if I get caught
On the road, if I get caught on the road
If i get caught on the boat
If im caught up in the snow
I be goin' on my lows, ridin' up all my lows
Bitch, she frozen in the snow, do
What I can with the bros, do what I can with the bros
Bitch, run fashion up like Jay Critch
Do what I can with my switch, bitch
I'm in the club with your bitch, hold
Up now, pour me a fifth, that bitch all on my dick
She bouncin', movin', doin' tricks
Essay, bare minimum for the grade
Call for a verse, rehearse, disperse, one time
For the web like I'm paid
I do do whatever I want, but fuck all these ego-filled ass
Lames, she try to fuck on me
And then she dash away like she famous, try to go on this
Shit, shit too heinous
I be doin' my own shit, she tryna get tamed in, what I can
Bae, I been runnin' the bands, bae
You tryna go on mans, bae, you tryna make me stand, uh
Fuck on shawty when she stand
Fuckin' her with the, fuckin' her with my weapon, I be goin
Up in this, so I'm steppin', yeah
I don't be givin' no fucks, I be goin' in through
Life with all this shit with luck, uh
Yeah, she sayin' she wanna get cuffed, but I know she
Just wanna fuck, Treeshes do be in the trunk
But I swear she tryna be tough, manipulate, uh
She tryna go set it straight, uh
She tryna fuck me, but I'm wait, uh, tryna fuck me
Way too late, uh, tryna see me
But I know she just a fan, do what I can, can, yeah
But I be fuckin' up the bands, yeah
Do what I can, can, but I know she wanna see
Me not stand, uh, do what I can, can
But I be cookin' up on the lab, whoa, she
Be lying up all up on my name, yeah
Do what I can, tryna leave a stain in the game
Tryna leave a stain in the game
Credits
Writer(s): Jabez Munoz-pujols
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