Follow the Code

Hot boy lyrics

 

(Starts at 0:15)

(Chorus x2)

I ain't ever talk to ops, yah, nigga following the code

Come 'round the corner, snatch your whole team, --

--When them choppers hit the road

Why you saying you my homie when you went a fucking told

Stop the car and load the glock, bunch them niggas up with smoke

 

(Verse 1)(Starts at 0:40)

You know I'm staying in my lane, I ain't ever leave the car

I hop out with the pole and play a nigga just like a guitar

And your bitch, you know I hit that, I ain't sparing, no cigar

She get down on my d**k and hit me on my cellular

I hope she went and told that she fucking on the future star

I remember being broke and waking up to having no more bars

Trying to right my way to heaven, ended up writing bout my scars

Life is hell so if I die I wish I could afterlife my way to mars

 

(Chorus x2)

I ain't ever talk to ops, yah, nigga following the code

Come 'round the corner, snatch your whole team, --

--When them choppers hit the road

Why you saying you my homie when you went a fucking told

Stop the car and load the glock, bunch them niggas up with smoke

 

(Verse 2)

I got some time, I got some patience might give ya'll a second verse

Nigga rolling of the pills and the henny, I'm in a hearse

But I still give them what they want a second part to sing along

They don't I'm in my car, glock is ready to give a nigga a curse

Kissy, kissy for they face, yah, shouldn't have talked to the blues

Might end up at his funeral, might give his whole family the news

Tell his family how he told, and watch his family turn and stare

Might all piss on his grave, fill that nigga's grave up with juice

 

Follow the code nigga

stay out the ground