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code - yung booke lyrics

[intro:yung booke]
yeah
um
y6
p-star
lil don
king solid
this that children of the corn sh-t
[verse:1 p-star]
0-27 i love them them my brothers
100 shots if you even attempt to try to touch em (imma gun you down)
i want a fluddy fluddy fluddy icey bezzle (bust down)
can’t let em catch me slippin & stay on that metal

[verse:2 yung booke]
that’s code gotta stick to tha code
f-cking round wit my bros imma wipe yo nose
bout 0-27 we bout whatever goes
got them big ol guns & we might need some help
uno gang children of the corn
spend yo sh-t by king solid,p-star, & lil don
dishin out tha smoke we don’t run from nun
i go d tracey wit that tommy gun
y6 he tha realest imma pop out ignant
clip on tha 40 extended
stacks as tall as my children
?? my heart numb & ain’t got no fear
still want be satisfied ???
y6

[verse:3 lil don]
i’m wit tha same gang i came up wit
i can never switch
we ain’t falling out for no money or no broke bih
o-27 brothers i swear i love em to tha death of it
i get tha cash then i blow it for tha h-ll of it
young n-gg- poppin sh-t
all my diamonds lit
& if that n-gg- pillow talking he can’t wait tha snitch
& all these vv’s on my neck it worth about a brick
& if this rap sh-t don’t work i’m back tha hittin licks

0-27 i love them them my brothers
100 shots if you even attempt to try to touch em (imma gun you down)
i want a fluddy fluddy fluddy icey bezzle (bust down)
can’t let em catch me slippin & stay on that metal

that’s code gotta stick to tha code
f-cking round wit my bros imma wipe yo nose
bout 0-27 we bout whatever goes
we got them big ol guns & we might need some help
uno gang children of the corn

[verse:4 king solid]
yeah i just cashed out on that new piguet
all this motherf-ckin water drippin off my neck
bout mad months spend yo block better wear a vest
0-27 uno gang b-tch i’ll die bout that
i’ll never go against tha grain show me much respect

[verse 5:p-star]
n-gg-s stay off in yo lane before you meet tha tech
i’m at a ??? gang tryna place a bet
me & 6 just flew tha cali in a private jet

[verse6:king solid]
now uno solid
we still poppin & ain’t gon never stop
& o-27 ??? we’ll top his block
know that rollie on me water that’s a raindrop
y6 wit me he just made a 6 million dollar flop
so i’m ridin in a wraith i’m tryna catch his bae
& if she end of looking good i might just f-ck her face
i spent a ticket on these jewels i’m drippin on her to
i keep some work on me like ralo not no dog food

that’s code gotta stick to tha code
f-cking round wit my bros imma wipe yo nose
bout 0-27 we bout whatever goes
got them big ol guns & we might need some help

- yung booke lyrics

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