Code ft. Dyson Alexander & Sawlo Lyrics

Run up them racks tryna get me a mansion

She on my dick cause she said that i'm handsome

She see I got racks, yeah she know I be flashy

Fuck all them bitches they left in the past tense

First imma get me a mill then I buss down a Patek

He brag on that bitch but he know that I had it

Uh, hop in a V8 I trash it

Glock 30S in my pants, it get tragic

Okay

She blow my phone when i'm out on the road

Chasin' this money, don't fuck with no hoes

I drop a band, it's Balenci my toes

This a Moose Knuckle, bitch, look at my coat

Ride for my brothers I stick to that code

Drop a rack on a bubble cause it's gettin' cold

I stopped flashin' them racks cause that shit gettin' old

Caught a coin at the dip, at the moon gettin' sold

I hopped in the burberry, shit gettin' cold

And she smell I get money, she tell by my odor

They say that the Lexus a fancy Toyota

But them niggas mad because they not the owner

I got some racks, damn it's all in my home

I feel like Cecil, got bitches in thongs

My old bitch keep callin' my phone I don't know what she on

She crashed out on percs she won't leave me alone, huh

Been like 3 years since I posted on media

Then I popped out and they couldn't believe it

I got some dreads and some tatts now they geekin'

They tellin' me, Sawlo, you sexy, I mean it

These bitches keep hittin' my phone, I don't need 'em

All I need is these racks and these Yeezy Adidas

Just copped some Balenci's to accent my features

Triple black with the BB, it's leavin' them speechless

Run up them racks tryna get me a mansion

She on my dick cause she said that i'm handsome

She see I got racks, yeah she know I be flashy

Fuck all them bitches they left in the past tense

First imma get me a mill then I buss down a Patek

He brag on that bitch but he know that I had it

Uh, hop in a V8 I trash it

Glock 30S in my pants, it get tragic

Okay

She blow my phone when i'm out on the road

Chasin' this money, don't fuck with no hoes

I drop a band, it's Balenci my toes

This a Moose Knuckle, bitch, look at my coat

Ride for my brothers I stick to that code

Drop a rack on a bubble cause it's gettin' cold

I stopped flashin' them racks cause that shit gettin' old

Caught a coin at the dip, at the moon gettin' sold

Double O, uh uh

I can't love no hoe, uh uh

I got money, uh uh

Make it rain, got no coat

Just turn 20, got no cold

Fuck around and crack the code

Bitch hit me back, don't take too long

Got a stallion on my arm, uh

I get them racks, yeah, she know what i'm on

I fuck around and I tatted my arm

Fuck her one time now she won't leave me 'lone

If I play with your heart, baby, tell me i'm wrong

I don't got what she want but i'm what she need

I ain't gon' hold you, I lied

She gave me a chance now she fuck with the vibe

You really locked in if you gon meet the guys

Run up them racks tryna get me a mansion

She on my dick cause she said that i'm handsome

She see I got racks, yeah she know I be flashy

Fuck all them bitches they left in the past tense

First imma get me a mill then I buss down a Patek

He brag on that bitch but he know that I had it

Uh, hop in a V8 I trash it

Glock 30S in my pants, it get tragic

Okay

She blow my phone when i'm out on the road

Chasin' this money, don't fuck with no hoes

I drop a band, it's Balenci my toes

This a Moose Knuckle, bitch, look at my coat

Ride for my brothers I stick to that code

Drop a rack on a bubble cause it's gettin' cold

I stopped flashin' them racks cause that shit gettin' old

Caught a coin at the dip, at the moon gettin' sold