Code Talk

Glock with me everywhere, that's my road dawg

Yeah, that's my road dawg

Huh, she gon' take her clothes off

She gon' take her clothes off, huh

Yo bitch

Gang got yo bitch tryna take her clothes off

Blick with me everywhere, that's my road dawg

Big blick stuck to me, I can't take the pole off

Put this dick on yo bitch just to take a load off

I'm at the library with books and we speaking code talk

Mix the yeah with the nah, unky speaking code talk

I'm at the Coney with the chickens, yeah, we speaking code talk

I'm on telly with my vendor, yeah, we speaking code talk

Nah, you can't talk to me if you ain't speaking code talk

We got white, we got oranges, this shit look like coleslaw

Red cup full of Z's, hit this bitch and doze off

Ain't wanna fuck, me, a dub? Bitch, go home, that's yo loss

Talking 'bout a Fraud Bible? Boy, you ain't got no sauce

Ain't conversing with no opp, I be done let the pole talk

Big blick in my skinnies, bitch, I got the pole walk

I got exquisite shopping habits, hit the set and blow dog

All this water on my neck, it's hard to turn the hoes off

Man, this bitch hardheaded but her ass so soft

He be loving on that bitch but me and her for sure talk

Catch him at the corner store, shoot it up like O-Dog

Hold on, you really thought we had something? Oh nah

Baby, you know all I ever really wanted was yo jaw

If that little head ain't good then I'm ignoring yo calls

Seventeen in the Glock but, bitch, I'm letting four off

Gang got yo bitch tryna take her clothes off

Blick with me everywhere, that's my road dawg

Big blick stuck to me, I can't take the pole off

Put this dick on yo bitch just to take a load off

I'm at the library with books and we speaking code talk

Mix the yeah with the nah, unky speaking code talk

I'm at the Coney with the chickens, yeah, we speaking code talk

I'm on telly with my vendor, yeah, we speaking code talk

I see it in yo face, you confused, I know you listening

Don't ask what we talking 'bout, you can't know the business

Tryna go through my telly? Chill out, ho, you tripping

She thinking it's my side ho, really it's my vendor

Told her it's my vendor, she keep thinking it's my side bitch

Blicky poking out the Mike Amiris, this my side kick

I just wanted head but now I'm hitting her with side dick

This a Trackhawk, bitch gon' fuck me 'cause my ride lit

She let me smack out the whip, blacked out, we behind tint

**** down there passed out but now his ho is riding dick

All the opps crash dummies, they ain't got no common sense

You got robbed a couple times, we know you a common lick

Just like Warzone, catch his team? We gon' wipe his clique

Up a twenty on her, know yo bitch, she gon' ride this dick

Brodie seeking every day, the opps like to hide and shit

I be in the motherfucking lab like a scientist

Gang got yo bitch tryna take her clothes off

Blick with me everywhere, that's my road dawg

Big blick stuck to me, I can't take the pole off

Put this dick on yo bitch just to take a load off

I'm at the library with books and we speaking code talk

Mix the yeah with the nah, unky speaking code talk

I'm at the Coney with the chickens, yeah, we speaking code talk

I'm on telly with my vendor, yeah, we speaking code talk