Songteksten

Uh yea
I get hype from the rage
Hell in the cage
The shotta
Call the shots let it echo away
I was down bad but Iʼm better today
Since I touched half a mil,
It was never the same
Just got paid,
I chop my fade
Horses in the engine
Make the streets obey
Ride the bass
Spinning heads like the breakers
Killing the scene
Grim reaper, undertaker
When Iʼm on that mode
I canʼt stop, I just go
Call them dry ice
Said they want the smoke
But they froze
Big dog status
Smell the money with my nose
Mad at me,
Iʼm the one they chose
I fuck on Versace linen
Versace robe
Wake up ready to strap
Lock and load
Lights flicker when I pull up
My shine on strobe
They want to get like this
Tell them follow the code!
Hook
Follow the code
I tell ā€˜em follow the code
They want to get like this
Tell them follow the code
Tell them follow the code
Itʼs a problem when you donʼt follow the code
Follow the code
Itʼs a problem when you donʼt follow the code
Tell ā€˜em follow the code!
Written by: Brendon ā€œMarleyā€ Waters, Fredrik Odesjo
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