The Bro Code Lyrics

We drank and fuck and then I bounce, all my love have runneth out

Can't chase a bitch for nothin' but a K, I'm runnin' down

Every single one I trusted hit me with the turnaround

Invested in my focus, so its picture perfect now

Nigga, Bubba put me up on game, I swear I won't forget it

Nun' different bout these bitches, but the inches of extensions

I would never trust a ho, I would rather fuck da ho

I could never love a ho, I can't get too comfortable

I'm switchin' up the numbers and I'm makin' a deposit

Nigga, all my exes dead, skeletons up in my closet

I remember one or two, so three is not an option

Ain't goin' back to lover boy, I'm all about a profit

She told me what I wanna hear, I heard that shit again

Left my feelings on the dresser, then bought a pint of hen

Dropped the top and hit the block, it's ten o'clock, I feel the sin

Who ya friend, is she in, we can spin

Fuck bitches, get money

Fuck bitches, get money

Fuck bitches, get money

Fuck bitches, get money

Fuck a bitch, I'm bout da bread

Please leave your feelings in the bed

My heart is so cold, in a choke hold

Cuz all my life, we been livin' by the bro code

Fuck bitches, get money

Fuck bitches, get money, we been livin' by the bro code

Mm, yeah, ooh, ooh, what we on tonight

I can tell she stuck up cause she got that kinda body type

Attitude on ten and I can't lie, yeah, that's the shit I like

But it's a different story when she tryna pack her overnight

Yeah, I'ma put the game in overtime

But I cannot spend a fuckin' dime

Relationships done got the best of me

I got the perfect recipe, can't treat you like you decent

And I been in and out the country

Seem like bitches come from one tree

Ho I need a better reason

Look at these shoes, bitch I'm the move

Do I need you? What is you thinkin'

I'm bout a bag, poppin' a tag

I'm on the gas, Bentley be bankin'

Back to back like Shaq and Kobe, feelin' like a champion

If it ain't code, it can't be done

Fuck bitches, get money

Fuck bitches, get money

Fuck bitches, get money

Fuck bitches, get money

Fuck a bitch, I'm bout da bread

Please leave your feelings in the bed

My heart is so cold, in a choke hold

Cuz all my life, we been livin' by the bro code

Fuck bitches, get money

Fuck bitches, get money

Fuck a bitch, I'm bout da bread

Please leave your feelings in the bed

Fuck a bitch, I'm bout da bread

Please leave your feelings in the bed

Fuck a bitch, I'm bout da bread

Please leave your feelings in the bed

Fuck a bitch, I'm bout da bread

Please leave your feelings in the bed

Fuck bitches, get money

Fuck bitches, get money

Fuck bitches, get money

Fuck bitches, get money