Codes

Ain't shit certain but death To make it out of here takes a certain finesse (finesse) Died tryna earn him a rep It's codes to this shit, you gotta learn to respect 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 gon' 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 nigga 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 You know I'm locked with the steppers, you niggas 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 we rockin' the leather My nigga not finna let up, he on ya block with the extras 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 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 It's codes to this shit, you gotta learn to respect Say it with your chest when you talk to the G.O.A.T It's codes to this shit, you gotta learn to respect Say it with your chest when you talk to the G.O.A.T I'ma burn up a check Let my little Brody cook him, he a personal chef That nigga 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 You know I'm locked with the steppers, you niggas 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 we rockin' the leather My nigga not finna let up, he on ya block with the extras 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 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 It's codes to this shit, you gotta learn to respect Say it with yur chest when you talk to the G.O.A.T