Code lyrics

by

Joe Gifted


[Intro:Yung Booke]
Yeah
Um
Y6
P-star
Lil don
King solid
This that children of the corn sh*t
[Verse:1 P-Star]
0-27 I love them them my brothers
100 shots if you even attempt to try to touch em (imma gun you down)
I want a fluddy fluddy fluddy icey bezzle (bust down)
Can’t let em catch me slippin & stay on that metal

[Verse:2 Yung Booke]
That’s code gotta stick to tha code
f*cking round wit my bros imma wipe yo nose
Bout 0-27 we bout whatever goes
Got them big ol guns & we might need some help
Uno gang children of the corn
Spend Yo sh*t by king solid,P-Star, & lil Don
Dishin out tha smoke we don’t run from nun
I go d Tracey wit that tommy gun
Y6 he tha realest imma pop out ignant
Clip on tha 40 extended
Stacks as tall as my children
?? My heart numb & ain’t got no fear
Still want be satisfied ???
Y6
[Verse:3 Lil Don]
I’m wit tha same gang I came up wit
I can never switch
We ain’t falling out for no money or no broke bih
O-27 brothers I swear I love em to tha death of it
I get tha cash then I blow it for tha hell of it
Young n*gga poppin sh*t
All my diamonds lit
& if that n*gga pillow talking he can’t wait tha snitch
& all these vv’s on my neck it worth about a brick
& if this rap sh*t don’t work I’m back tha hittin licks

0-27 I love them them my brothers
100 shots if you even attempt to try to touch em (imma gun you down)
I want a fluddy fluddy fluddy icey bezzle (bust down)
Can’t let em catch me slippin & stay on that metal

That’s code gotta stick to tha code
f*cking round wit my bros imma wipe yo nose
Bout 0-27 we bout whatever goes
We Got them big ol guns & we might need some help
Uno gang children of the corn

[Verse:4 King Solid]
Yeah I just cashed out on that new piguet
All this motherf*ckin water drippin off my neck
Bout mad months spend yo block better wear a vest
0-27 Uno Gang b*tch I’ll die bout that
I’ll never go against tha grain show me much respect
[Verse 5:P-Star]
n*ggas stay off in yo lane before you meet tha tech
I’m at a ??? Gang tryna place a bet
Me & 6 just flew tha Cali in a private Jet

[Verse6:King Solid]
Now Uno Solid
We still poppin & ain’t gon never stop
& o-27 ??? We’ll top his block
Know that rollie on me water that’s a raindrop
Y6 wit me he just made a 6 million dollar flop
So I’m ridin in a wraith I’m tryna catch his bae
& if she end of looking good I might just f*ck her face
I spent a ticket on these jewels I’m drippin on her to
I keep some work on me like ralo not no dog food

0-27 I love them them my brothers
100 shots if you even attempt to try to touch em (imma gun you down)
I want a fluddy fluddy fluddy icey bezzle (bust down)
Can’t let em catch me slippin & stay on that metal

That’s code gotta stick to tha code
f*cking round wit my bros imma wipe yo nose
Bout 0-27 we bout whatever goes
Got them big ol guns & we might need some help
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