Code 4L

Yeah always remember the code

Yeah this ain't a gang its a cult

Yeah torch shit

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah

Torch shit

And always remember the code

Bitch I was born in December

So you know I come from the cold

He got a pole but don't ever blow

I got a pole so I'm letting him know

If he in the way then he gotta go

That's on the fam yeah

That's on the bro

No this ain't a gang

Bitch this is a cult

We blowing flames

If they saying it's smoke

Look in his face

I can tell he a hoe

Look in his face

I can tell he a bitch

All of that chatting

But don't wanna mix

And well since I'm the captain

I'm running the blitz

And bitch I'm getting active

When I'm in the six

I just been trapping

And hitting them licks

I been swerving through traffic

When I'm in the whip

And bitch I'm never lacking

Yeah I got a glick

It got a beam and a stick in the clip yeah

I'm with the team

And bitch we get it lit lit lit

I took his bitch

Now he throwing a fit

I got him mad

Now he making a fist

She put it back inside her when it slip

She suck my dick

And the you give her a kiss

Woah Woah

Always remember the code

Woah Woah

This ain't a gang, it's a cult

Woah Woah

And don't ever up it for show

That's how you get turned into toast

That's how you get turned to a ghost

Torch shit

And always remember the code

Bitch I was born in December

So you know I come from the cold

He got a pole but don't ever blow

I got a pole so I'm letting him know

If he in the way then he gotta go

That's on the fam yeah

That's on the bro

No this ain't a gang

Gang gang

But if you 4L then forever the flame

If you for 4L put an X on the chain

Went through then fire and slept in the rain

I've been through that fire

I feel like I'm Kane

Just look in my eyes

You can feel all the pain

Gas gonna be high

And I'm sipping on drank

I'm stuck in the sky

Like I died on a plane

Woah woah

Tell me like

Why would I crash on a hoe

I'm thinking about

What kind of bag I'ma blow

Or should I just sit on the cash till it grow

All of my bitches are Rilla than Glo

I walk in the party

I'm stealing the show

I'm feeling your bitch

And she feeling the flow woah

Torch shit

Always remember the code

Bitch I was born in December

So you know I come from the cold

Don't ever up it for show

That's how you get turned into toast

Yeah Torch