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Codes
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АльбомCodes - Single
Дата релиза3 ноября 2022 г.
ЛейблMonstercat
Мелодичность
Акустичность
Валанс
Танцевальность
Энергия
BPM107

Создатели

ИСПОЛНИТЕЛИ
OddKidOut
OddKidOut
Исполнитель
Macntaj
Macntaj
Исполнитель
МУЗЫКА И СЛОВА
Francis William Serianni III
Francis William Serianni III
Автор песен
Kwabena Boateng
Kwabena Boateng
Автор песен
ПРОДЮСЕРЫ И ЗВУКОРЕЖИССЕРЫ
OddKidOut
OddKidOut
Продюсер
Macntaj
Macntaj
Продюсер

Слова

[Verse 1]
Ain't shit certain but death
To make it out of here take a certain finesse
Died trying to earn him a rep
It's codes to this shit, you gotta learn to respect
[Verse 2]
Really, I'll turn up for less
Like, who now? It ain't even worth it to guess
Your man gone, now you looking nervous and next
And you gonna end up right with him on a shirt with some text
I'ma burn up a check, let my little Brody cook him, he a personal chef
That **** learned from the best
Got a plug in the Carolinas I ain't personally met
But if you ain't paying homage, I'ma service the debt
[Verse 3]
You know I'm locked with the steppers, you **** not with the pressure
The bully bark from the cupboard, that fully stock on the dresser
I'll pull his card, he a sucker, you know went gonna let him
My **** not finna let up, he on ya block with the extras
[Verse 4]
Little twizzy on a stain, you can ask gang
A little Internet fame got his ass flamed
I told Ameer, bust it down, leave the back plain
That's why this bitch in my whip got your last name
[Verse 5]
Two down, one up top on the four
Leave the car running, little Cuddy knock on the door
Why the ones ain't 'bout it stay talking the most
At least say it with your chest when you talk to the G.O.A.T.
[Verse 6]
Codes to this shit, you gotta learn to respect
Say it with your chest when you talk to the G.O.A.T.
Codes to this shit, you gotta learn to respect
Say it with your chest when you talk to the G.O.A.T.
[Verse 7]
I'ma burn up a check, let my little Brody cook him, he a personal chef
That **** learned from the best
Got a plug in the Carolinas I ain't personally met
But if he ain't paying homage, I'ma service the debt
[Verse 8]
You know I'm locked with the steppers, you **** not with the pressure
That bully bark from the cupboard, that fully stock on the dresser
I'll pull his card, he a sucker, you know we not gonna let him
My **** not finna let up, he on ya block with the extras
[Verse 9]
Little twizzy on a stain, you can ask gang
A little Internet fame got his ass flamed
I told Ameer, bust it down, leave the back plain
That's why this bitch in my whip got your last name
[Verse 10]
Two down, one up top on the four
Leave the car running, little Cuddy knock on the door
Why the ones ain't 'bout it stay talking the most
At least say it with your chest when you talk to the G.O.A.T.
[Verse 11]
Codes to this shit, you gotta learn to respect
Say it with your chest when you talk to the G.O.A.T.
Written by: Francis William Serianni III, Kwabena Boateng
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