Code + Love Me Some More

歌詞

(Krazy Mob) Yeah Yeah, yeah What time is it right now, nigga? Uh, yeah, yeah Like 8:44 in the morning, nigga Yeah, ayy You see me dial zero, make a pot of gold (For real) Stickin' to the code Stickers on the coupe, I'm still puttin' rims on (Forgiato) Chain dancin' like I caught it in the end zone (Ooh) I ain't fifty-five, but I'm keepin' red pole Steppin', I stand on 'em You rep the brand for me At the top, it get quiet, I thought they was sayin' somethin' Even though she got a man, won't put me in friendzone She addicted to the vibe, say I got her head gone Lately, I been way too busy, put you in my plans though (Mhm) She say she miss my voice, play me through your headphones Best mouth I ever had, I wonder what that head doin', yeah Now if I take you shoppin', who gon' help with the bags? Dodgin' Lipstick Alley, I'm busy countin' up cash Ain't no halfway steppin', you get the slides with the bag Niggas stab me in my back, man, I grab it and slice they neck Yeah, man down (Yeah, man down) Stayin' up, I ain't comin' down (I ain't comin' down) Count it up, rubber bands, get it (Rubber bands, get it) Stack it up like it's Jenga and it keep fallin' down (Go) You see me dial zero, make a pot of gold (You see me) Stickin' to the code Stickers on the coupe, I'm still puttin' rims on Chain dancin' like I caught it in the end zone Yeah What it's gon' take for you to see They can't fuck with me? (They can't fuck with me) Been doin' it for a minute and I'm sayin' that humbly Might be somethin' to you, but you know it ain't nothin' to me It ain't nothin' to me (Pooh, you a fool for this one) (Thanks for the gift, E) For real Yeah, you know I'm thuggin' for sure Pray for your boy They hate that I'm on Lovin' you is easy (Easy) Call me when you need me Had a vision, stay strategic Took a risk to feed my people Ain't no substance in my music what they say, you must ain't listen Come around, they stealin' sauce, man, stay the fuck from out my kitchen Fuck a witness, I was in it I was ridin', I was with it Stayed the same when I was finished. Now it's Gucci, Louis denim Now it's groupies takin' pictures Speedin' on the road to riches She too trill, she hold my pistol Broke her heart and I can't fix it Money counter, money counter, it keep goin' They hop out and get right on you Boy, don't try to be heroic Team Celine when it be snowin' Might get wet, you ride this wave Put that hammer to his head, I make him Atlanta Braves Made it through, what can I say? (Say) Be the boss, you gotta pay They believe it's addin' pressure She hit me when she want pleasure I went shoppin' with the extras Pay a fee, they come and catch you Ain't too good with writin' letters Boo, I hope you get the message For real Yeah, you know I'm thuggin' for sure Pray for your boy They hate that I'm on So love me some more I'm on drugs 'til they gone Keep it real when I'm wrong (Wrong) Yeah, you know I'm thuggin' for sure Pray for your boy They hate that I'm on (I'm on) So love me some more I'm on drugs 'til they gone Keep it real when I'm wrong Keep it real when I'm wrong I'm on drugs 'til they gone