The Code (feat. Polo G)

Yo, Ayo

JTK

Huh? What?

These **** know we for real

Von

Huh?

Rob who? Take what? You tweakin'

I said it was war little ****, I mean it

I done got it out the floor, who got shot? I don't know

Head shots up close, little ****, I seen it

Gun got dirty, little ****, I cleaned it

.45 Glock on the bottom with a beam is

If a **** move foul then we aimin' where his team is

Sittin' little **** down, motherfucker, you ain't mean it

Get caught, just stick to the code (Uh)

Got some **** locked up and they knew what they know

My homie lost trial, he'll be gone for a while

If he give up me, then they lettin' him go

He won't be back on the streets till he old

Everyone that he love they gon' be gone

I know some **** that's quick to give police a tip

But my **** he never folded

I don't really give a fuck what the blogs said, too official to clear up a rumor

My homie laugh hard, heard a opp was dead, guess he got a killer sense of humor

I heard that pussy been thinkin' about death, well, that bullet gon' stick to his mouth like a tumor

Catch him and change him, look how they played him, he only gangster up on his computer

He played foul and we gave him a pass, that don't mean we won't get on yo' ass in the future

And I won't trip when my little brother clutchin', know how he puttin' in work with that Ruger

My sneakers Louboutin, these ain't Pumas

I got a low-end ho, she a booster

Nut on her face and I call her a Uber

He savin' these hoes like his first name was Super

Now it's time to ride, is you ready or what?

Caught a few homicides, now they ain't lettin' up

Thirteen hundred shots when we ridin' them trucks

Get on any side and we fuckin' you up

I used to try with the gangsters and clucks

Straight in the slums while they're prayin' for luck

Like I'm Giannis, I play for them Bucks

Hood on my back and I came in the clutch, bitch

Rob who? Take what? You tweakin' (Von)

I said it was war little ****, I mean it

I done got it out the floor, who got shot? I don't know

Head shots up close, little ****, I seen it

Gun got dirty, little ****, I cleaned it

.45 Glock on the bottom with a beam is

If a **** move foul, then we aimin' where his team is

Sittin' little **** down, motherfucker, you ain't mean it

Get caught just stick to the code (Uh)

Got **** locked up and they knew what they know

My homie lost trial, he'll be gone for a while

If he give up me, then they lettin' him go

He won't be back on the streets till he old

Everyone that he love, they gon' be gone

I know some **** that's quick to give police a tip

But my ****, he never folded

I got my first hundred thou' and I broke it down with my team, boy, I am so goated

I always stuck out in the crowd when I was a child, I was special and my mama noticed

That **** cool, but Von he the coldest

I live my life like a book and I wrote it

I drop a song and these **** quote it

If he lookin' for me, I'm probably where his ho is

Only fuck bitches, that's bad and got no kids

I'm goin' crazy like I ain't got no sense

You in that car and that bitch ain't got no tints

We pullin' up and we lettin' off four nicks

Don't need Care Credit, we givin' out face lifts

He breathin' hard, don't think he gon' make it

I shot the block up and ain't have my face mask

So I'ma stay in, that's how my day end

Say he a heavy, we see out the weigh in

He want a song or a verse, gotta pay then

Don't see my stoppin', don't know where my brakes is

Only want blues, man, I'm startin' to get racist

Shit be gettin' real in that field and them chases

Can't go back now, I got too many cases

You don't look for me and see too many faces

****, you in the way, and bitch, I'm your replacement

Rob who? Take what? You tweakin'

I said it was war, little ****, I mean it

I done got it out the floor, who got shot? I don't know

Head shots up close, little ****, I seen it

Gun got dirty, little ****, I cleaned it

.45 Glock on the bottom with a beam is

If a **** move foul, then we aimin' where his team is

Sittin' little **** down, motherfucker, you ain't mean it

Get caught, just stick to the code

Got some **** locked up and they knew what they know

My homie lost trial, he'll be gone for a while

If he give up me, then they lettin' him go

He won't be back on the streets till he old

Everyone that he love, they gon' be gone

I know **** that's quick to give police a tip

But my **** he never folded