G-Code Lyrics by Kamrin Houser Ft. Lil Skies
Ayy, ayy
Da-da-da-da-da, woah
Da-da-da-da-da, ayy
Rich nigga keep a freak ho'
I keep money into freak hoes
A lotta diamonds, lotta real clothes
Yeah, ayy
Based1 got them bands, hoe
Rich nigga keep a freak ho'
Got my shooter playin' point like he D Rose
I can feel the opps looking at me through the peep hole
Run the money up, I tell my nigga that I need more
Ride for me, I ride for you, we stickin' to the G-Code
I don't trust you bitches, I don't even need hoes
Try me, you get two shots like I'm standing from the free throw
Take her in the back room and she started giving deepthroat
Ridin' for my brothеr, yeah, we stickin' to the G-Codе
I tell my brother we got millions, but we need more
And if he try me, we gon' find him like he Nemo
And if he lackin' we gon snatch him like he Deebo
And you can't try me nigga, you don't want no free smoke
Woah, I'm the one, yeah
Niggas steady talkin' shit, ain't pullin' up, yeah
I got all designer feds, Dior be classy
Tell my brother we gon' make it big, now look at us, yeah
Soliders, we ain't ever lackin', it get tragic
Pull up nigga, make it happen, it's automatic
I was runnin' down to Phil with a package
Pull a nigga with the still and let em have it
Rich nigga keep a freak ho'
Got my shooter playin' point like he D Rose
I can feel the opps looking at me through the peep hole
Run the money up, I tell my nigga that I need more
Ride for me, I ride for you, we stickin' to the G-Code
I don't trust you bitches, I don't even need hoes
Try me, you get two shots like I'm standing from the free throw
Take her in the back room and she started giving deepthroat
Ridin' for my brother, yeah, we stickin' to the G-Code (yeah)
I ran it up, and you know I got that Louis on me, that ain't enough
I been tappin' into different money, I hit the bank
And you know I got them hunnids on me, like what you think?
Them niggas cannot get nothin' from me, aight, I tell em slow down
Used to watch them niggas now I'm sellin' all my shows out
10k for the pants, I can tell em that it's up now
Used to shop at clarence, then I went and bought a bussdown
Yeah, that's right
And if you steppin' in my way we take your life
Yeah, nigga, we outside
10 hoes in the mansion for the vibes
Rich nigga keep a freak ho'
Got my shooter playin' point like he D Rose
I can feel the opps looking at me through the peep hole
Run the money up, I tell my nigga that I need more
Ride for me, I ride for you, we stickin' to the G-Code
I don't trust you bitches, I don't even need hoes
Try me, you get two shots like I'm standing from the free throw
Take her in the back room and she started giving deepthroat
Ridin' for my brother, yeah, we stickin' to the G-Code
Ayy, ayy
Da-da-da-da-da, woah
Da-da-da-da-da, ayy
Rich nigga keep a freak ho'
I keep money into freak hoes
A lotta diamonds, lotta real clothes
Yeah, ayy
Based1 got them bands, hoe
Rich nigga keep a freak ho'
Got my shooter playin' point like he D Rose
I can feel the opps looking at me through the peep hole
Run the money up, I tell my nigga that I need more
Ride for me, I ride for you, we stickin' to the G-Code
I don't trust you bitches, I don't even need hoes
Try me, you get two shots like I'm standing from the free throw
Take her in the back room and she started giving deepthroat
Ridin' for my brothеr, yeah, we stickin' to the G-Codе
I tell my brother we got millions, but we need more
And if he try me, we gon' find him like he Nemo
And if he lackin' we gon snatch him like he Deebo
And you can't try me nigga, you don't want no free smoke
Woah, I'm the one, yeah
Niggas steady talkin' shit, ain't pullin' up, yeah
I got all designer feds, Dior be classy
Tell my brother we gon' make it big, now look at us, yeah
Soliders, we ain't ever lackin', it get tragic
Pull up nigga, make it happen, it's automatic
I was runnin' down to Phil with a package
Pull a nigga with the still and let em have it
Rich nigga keep a freak ho'
Got my shooter playin' point like he D Rose
I can feel the opps looking at me through the peep hole
Run the money up, I tell my nigga that I need more
Ride for me, I ride for you, we stickin' to the G-Code
I don't trust you bitches, I don't even need hoes
Try me, you get two shots like I'm standing from the free throw
Take her in the back room and she started giving deepthroat
Ridin' for my brother, yeah, we stickin' to the G-Code (yeah)
I ran it up, and you know I got that Louis on me, that ain't enough
I been tappin' into different money, I hit the bank
And you know I got them hunnids on me, like what you think?
Them niggas cannot get nothin' from me, aight, I tell em slow down
Used to watch them niggas now I'm sellin' all my shows out
10k for the pants, I can tell em that it's up now
Used to shop at clarence, then I went and bought a bussdown
Yeah, that's right
And if you steppin' in my way we take your life
Yeah, nigga, we outside
10 hoes in the mansion for the vibes
Rich nigga keep a freak ho'
Got my shooter playin' point like he D Rose
I can feel the opps looking at me through the peep hole
Run the money up, I tell my nigga that I need more
Ride for me, I ride for you, we stickin' to the G-Code
I don't trust you bitches, I don't even need hoes
Try me, you get two shots like I'm standing from the free throw
Take her in the back room and she started giving deepthroat
Ridin' for my brother, yeah, we stickin' to the G-Code