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The Code
Hip-Hop/Rap
The Code was released on August 25, 2021 by The Nest Productions as a part of the album Hatched
album cover
AlbumHatched
Release DateAugust 25, 2021
LabelThe Nest Productions
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM97

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Corey Sibert
Corey Sibert
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Anywaywell
Anywaywell
Producer
Noah Pepper
Noah Pepper
Engineer
WTS Recordings
WTS Recordings
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

I said hold up, hold up, whoah
Kid's no motherfucking joke
Michael Phelps with the backstroke
Put in work and get that gold
Not no frog I'll never croak
Let me tell y'all how it goes
Get that bread and get that smoke
That's the motherfucking code
I don't give a fuck bout your stupid ass
Little lame duck fuck with your lying ass
Put my middle fingers up every time you pass
You been walking too tall I cut you down like grass
Leave you with a hole in your chest, bleeding out on the helipad
Suckering succotash
What in the fuck is that
Living like I nomad, I don't know where home at
You would think my name's Ash, by the way that I catch
All of 'em, I saw something and I took it
All from 'em, I tied up all the loose ends
Then I cut 'em and made some from my own brand
If I'm buggin', well then you call me Ant man
Beat your ass then sit you down, to show you what the rules is
Shut your motherfucking mouth, don't make me have to glue it
I'll build you up to tear you down and snap you like a toothpick
If nothing else will chill you out, then get your pack of Kools bitch
I said hold up, hold up, whoah
Kid's no motherfucking joke
Michael Phelps with the backstroke
Put in work and get that gold
Not no frog I'll never croak
Let me tell y'all how it goes
Get that bread and get that smoke
That's the motherfucking code
Stop playing
I'm just saying, I'm done with the confusion
And losing
My anxiety battle for choosing myself
I thought it'd be good for my mental health
Didn't help
Said fuck it and put it up on the shelf
Real high to the untrained eye, slide right by
Oh my, oh my, momma's baked apple pie
Is the only reason why, I keep it bottled up inside
So don't mind me if I try, to take another slice
One, two, three, four
I declare a thumb war
Five, Six, Seven, Eight
Put my first straight through your face
Eenie meanie minie moe, our wife is on some hoe shit
Catch her by her toe, yeah the camel one fo' sho' bitch
Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious
I really don't know what to say, your top is on the low end
I said hold up, hold up, whoah
Kid's no motherfucking joke
Michael Phelps with the backstroke
Put in work and get that gold
Not no frog I'll never croak
Let me tell y'all how it goes
Get that bread and get that smoke
That's the motherfucking code
Written by: Corey Sibert
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