G C O D E
Title | G C O D E |
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Artist | HabibiWOO |
Album | U P G R A D E SZN |
Release Date | 2022-07-05 |
Description | ? |
Lyrics | (Intro) ‘Bail’ Taliban Woo (Hook) Rich nigga keep a freak hoe Got my shooter playing point guard like he D Rose I can feel the opps looking at me through the peep hole Run the money up, I tell my niggas that I need more Ride for me, I ride for you, we sticking to the G Code I don’t trust you bitches, I don’t even wanna see hoes Try me you get two shots like I’m standing from the free throw Take her in the backroom and she started giving deep throat Riding for my brother, yeah we sticking to the G Code (Verse) Niggas be switching on they partners for a couple dollas Bitch we ain’t talking, we gon bring the drama That’s on my momma we were ready when it’s for the commas My foreign bitch, she fuck me good we eat at Benihana’s I can from nothing, try and take it than you gotta kill me She see my beard, she like my hair, I think she wanna feel me I’m off the drink, I spill the cup, my cup is full of sticky She mix the Molly with the liquor, now she acting silly Say fuck a job, I’m with my niggas we gon run it up Don’t give a fuck bout what you think, we need all the bucks That nigga lamе, look like a stain, I might leave him stuck I'm on the road, still layin' low, the cops be on my nuts I poured a four inside my sprite and now I'm leanin' over He got her drunk, that nigga mad because I fucked her sober I'm feelin' lucky, smokin' gas, this that four leaf clover Yes you can suck me, then you leavin' you ain't stayin' over (Hook) Rich nigga keep a freak hoe Got my shooter playing point guard like he D Rose I can feel the opps looking at me through the peep hole Run the money up, I tell my niggas that I need more Ride for me, I ride for you, we sticking to the G Code I don’t trust you bitches, I don’t even wanna see hoes Try me you get two shots like I’m standing from the free throw Take her in the backroom and she started giving deep throat Riding for my brother, yeah we sticking to the G Code You might also like(Verse) Niggas be hatin' from a distance cause they bitches love it How you talk on twitter but try be my friend in public? I'm cookin' up, that's why they mad, my shit fresh out the oven Don't do no talkin', nor discussion, most these niggas bluffin' I made my way, I'm on my way, now they all in my face I work too hard, don't need no feature, look at my fanbase These niggas plottin' gotta watch em, tryna build a case She like the finer things, designer jeans around her waste (Hook) Rich nigga keep a freak hoe Got my shooter playing point guard like he D Rose I can feel the opps looking at me through the peep hole Run the money up, I tell my niggas that I need more Ride for me, I ride for you, we sticking to the G Code I don’t trust you bitches, I don’t even wanna see hoes Try me you get two shots like I’m standing from the free throw Take her in the backroom and she started giving deep throat Riding for my brother, yeah we sticking to the G Code |