Code (feat. Dyson Alexander & Sawlo)
Run up them racks tryna get me a mansion
She on my dick cause she said that i'm handsome
She see I got racks, yeah she know I be flashy
Fuck all them bitches they left in the past tense
First imma get me a mill then I buss down a Patek
He brag on that bitch but he know that I had it
Uh, hop in a V8 I trash it
Glock 30S in my pants, it get tragic
Okay
She blow my phone when i'm out on the road
Chasin' this money, don't fuck with no hoes
I drop a band, it's Balenci my toes
This a Moose Knuckle, bitch, look at my coat
Ride for my brothers I stick to that code
Drop a rack on a bubble cause it's gettin' cold
I stopped flashin' them racks cause that shit gettin' old
Caught a coin at the dip, at the moon gettin' sold
I hopped in the burberry, shit gettin' cold
And she smell I get money, she tell by my odor
They say that the Lexus a fancy Toyota
But them niggas mad because they not the owner
I got some racks, damn it's all in my home
I feel like Cecil, got bitches in thongs
My old bitch keep callin' my phone I don't know what she on
She crashed out on percs she won't leave me alone, huh
Been like 3 years since I posted on media
Then I popped out and they couldn't believe it
I got some dreads and some tatts now they geekin'
They tellin' me, Sawlo, you sexy, I mean it
These bitches keep hittin' my phone, I don't need 'em
All I need is these racks and these Yeezy Adidas
Just copped some Balenci's to accent my features
Triple black with the BB, it's leavin' them speechless
Run up them racks tryna get me a mansion
She on my dick cause she said that i'm handsome
She see I got racks, yeah she know I be flashy
Fuck all them bitches they left in the past tense
First imma get me a mill then I buss down a Patek
He brag on that bitch but he know that I had it
Uh, hop in a V8 I trash it
Glock 30S in my pants, it get tragic
Okay
She blow my phone when i'm out on the road
Chasin' this money, don't fuck with no hoes
I drop a band, it's Balenci my toes
This a Moose Knuckle, bitch, look at my coat
Ride for my brothers I stick to that code
Drop a rack on a bubble cause it's gettin' cold
I stopped flashin' them racks cause that shit gettin' old
Caught a coin at the dip, at the moon gettin' sold
Double O, uh uh
I can't love no hoe, uh uh
I got money, uh uh
Make it rain, got no coat
Just turn 20, got no cold
Fuck around and crack the code
Bitch hit me back, don't take too long
Got a stallion on my arm, uh
I get them racks, yeah, she know what i'm on
I fuck around and I tatted my arm
Fuck her one time now she won't leave me 'lone
If I play with your heart, baby, tell me i'm wrong
I don't got what she want but i'm what she need
I ain't gon' hold you, I lied
She gave me a chance now she fuck with the vibe
You really locked in if you gon meet the guys
Run up them racks tryna get me a mansion
She on my dick cause she said that i'm handsome
She see I got racks, yeah she know I be flashy
Fuck all them bitches they left in the past tense
First imma get me a mill then I buss down a Patek
He brag on that bitch but he know that I had it
Uh, hop in a V8 I trash it
Glock 30S in my pants, it get tragic
Okay
She blow my phone when i'm out on the road
Chasin' this money, don't fuck with no hoes
I drop a band, it's Balenci my toes
This a Moose Knuckle, bitch, look at my coat
Ride for my brothers I stick to that code
Drop a rack on a bubble cause it's gettin' cold
I stopped flashin' them racks cause that shit gettin' old
Caught a coin at the dip, at the moon gettin' sold