Lyrics:
(you're on the line girl)
Hey DJ (on the request line girl)
Play a record by my favorite band
This is a request Mr. Radio Man
Just one desire from
know I was the first nigga droppin' on Tay Keith beats
Before you niggas ever knew about him, on God
Yeah
I been goin' hard for the block for a lil
holla Lil Shade in this bitch
Let the bloods holla Mr. Chris in this bitch
So who else in this game do i have left to tell come at me
cuz all this shit
clutch
Treat the pac like HOV get rich as fuck
If you come to the CO then you know wassup
If you say you got smoke then roll one up
Up, Up, Damn
Mr. I cant
of the feds
And to my Bloods, code red
Man, you know how we play it
And if it cost to be the boss, oh well, I guess I gotta pay
I'm a New Orleans nigga, I
Yeah Wait
Damn
I feel like Mr. Fantastic
I feel like Mr. Fantastic
I feel like Mr. Fantastic
I feel like Mr. Fantastic
Wrap the brick out
a show
We scamming hard to get them plays i know you see them post
You talking crazy on the gram I thought you was a hoe
He sold his soul for that lil post
the tropics
So keep it moving lil homie and just fuckin drop it
Or bring it to me, show me what the fuck y'all bout to do
I'm all by myself, and y'all got ya
got a classy bitch ridin' 'round with a stick (Ayy, ayy, Lil Boat, ayy)
Let's get it
Ho, I'm ballin', have respect (ho, I'm ballin', have respect)
sticks, Deezie up, I up it till it click
Yeah, Goat say my name in code, thought my life was like a movie, entire lil
Simone, just stick to the code, yeah,
bluffin'
Tut tut, Mr. Philander
Hut hut, I'm the commander
Duck duck, it's a disaster
Someone dropped a pipe bomb, better call Cabana
Down a shot of Henny,
yo hoe
And we livin' by that code and we die'n by that code
I ain't gone lie, I ain't even bouta play with blood
Hit em with the drac' cause that's my
Number 1 rule keep it real witcha self my nigga everything comes after
Live and die by the code lil nigga same story but its a new chapter
Every
that beat
I get a bitch ignored, dirty feet
.45 made by Orbit, dirty teeth
Huh, dirty mouth, huh, clean it out
Lil' bitch ain't as freaky as she
all...
All black, all white
She know if she wit me, she part of that dress code
Might have to ice out her neck tho
Good lil' bitch cuz she do what I say so
the goal
They treated me like I was hoe
ATF at my door
Is Mr. Offset at home?
Momma told the nigga no
We really live by the code
Heavy choppers
duck, fire
You don't know what you're doing, doing, doing, doing
It's the MOP (yes)
And the zip-code is
1 (1), 2 (2), 3 (3)
And motherfucker we
got a whole lot more weight to gain
And call me by my new name
(What is that?) featuring Lil Wayne
[Chorus]
(My nigga, featuring Lil Wayne,
Schemin', connivin', plottin' niggas tricky
I keep a hundiddy when I'm slidin' in a Bentley
Judging by my wrist, Mr. Bigs, it's contagious
Mr
and halves, if we beefin' I blast
You sleepin' I laugh, ask Tip, I'm off the rip
I had this hoe who talked too much, I had to off the bitch
2-0, Mr. Crayola,
and halves, if we beefin' I blast
You sleepin' I laugh, ask Tip, I'm off the rip
I had this hoe who talked too much, I had to off the bitch
2-0, Mr. Crayola,
a whip you'd never'd imagined (check me out)
Who said we'd never be gunnas?
Live by the code of honor (code of honor)
Who said they're ready
Yo catch that lil boy man
You think you can run away
You trynna do
You know you can’t run away
When you choose this life
You can’t break the code
the plans, never cheat codes
I pull up, never squeezin' through the peep hole
Come through still playin' by the G-code
Gee Babii, in the league go hard ball
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