Speaking in Codes

[Intro: Big Hit]

I used to be a young G with a old soul

Now young Gs say OG got all the young hoes

I feel like 24, sittin' on these 24s

Young sex addict, nympho, sicko-mode

I feel like Big Sean, bounce back against the odds

A king, wave God, salute Hit-Boy and Nas

I fight the urge to purge, when I'm broke—the more inspired

Nigga, fuck with C-Deuce and C3, I'm not retirin' (Hit-Boy)

[Chorus: Big Hit]

I'm speakin' in codes without movin' my lips

I'm sneakin' tons across without movin' them bricks

Yeah, you know it's liquid now, I had to break it down

Wavin' at the border patrol, crackin' a smile

There's sharks out here, gotta learn to finesse around 'em

Ain't no lifeguards in these waters, surf or drown

I'm filthy with the finance, I'll flip faith in a flash

I forklift the bricks, flatbed the cash

[Verse 1: Big Hit & Benny the Butcher]

It's a border crisis so I fuck with the board of PISCES

Now niggas wanna go to war over the lowest prices

I'm beatin' all tickets on chickens and popsicles

I built my own range just to bick it and pop pistols

I'm loaded down with missiles, and chilly, and chasin' mills

While these niggas runnin' in circles, chasin' their tail

Lil' brodie, you look lonely without your homies

Them ain't your cronies, should've known them niggas police

You only got a split-second to think so never blink

This here's for free, usually I charge a fee

Should've been stopped bangin' when they snitched on ya for the banger (Yeah)

Should've been stopped slangin' when they got on the stand singin' (Mm)

Niggas bleed like I bleed, niggas breathe like I breathe (Nah, real shit)

Niggas eat, shit and sleep like I sleep (Uh-huh)

Nigga, I don't fear shit (The P and the Big Hit)

Nigga ever disrespect (Butcher comin'), I'll go to war in this bitch (Yo)

[Verse 2: Benny the Butcher]

Sold dope to feed the family, thank God I'm gettin' this bread (Ah)

It's crazy that I'm at odds with niggas I fed (Ah)

I never slept in it, but I'm stashin' money in that house

Started my second trap with two junkies and an ounce (Ah)

Too lazy to make a million, that never was us (That ain't me)

Nah, bitch, that's 70 plus in that measurin' cup (I'm ready)

See, I ain't one of them niggas that you can buy 2K for

Different cities, I see titties every night like Drake tour

I was good on the front, I only want what I paid for (That's all)

Draft pick number one but I never played sports

What's rap to us? I made a million on a mobile phone (Nextel)

Park this Benz in the projects to let 'em know I'm home (To let 'em know I'm)

Look at us now, gangsta, crookedest smile (Crooked)

I know my old plug gotta look at me proud (Gotta be proud)

I know I hurt them hoes feelings when they see me

Off the watch, I fuck 'em easy, I hit 'em first, I'm gettin' greedy (Gettin' greedy)

You know these niggas gon' hate off the fact we winnin' (Fact we winnin')

They say this gangsta shit don't come with happy endings (Happy endings)

Bought two GLOCK Gen4s with the matchin' switches (Brrt)

Then two Benz S-Classes with the matchin' engines

[Chorus: Big Hit & Benny the Butcher]

I'm speakin' in codes without movin' my lips (Let's go)

I'm sneakin' tons across without movin' them bricks

Yeah, you know it's liquid now, I had to break it down

Wavin' at the border patrol, crackin' a smile

There's sharks out here, gotta learn to finesse around 'em

Ain't no lifeguards in these waters, surf or drown

I'm filthy with the finance, I'll flip faith in a flash

I forklift the bricks, flatbed the cash

[Verse 3: Big Hit]

Am I wrong if I put a snitch dick in the dirt?

Am I wrong if I put a police brains on the curb?

I'm on a missionary's mission, I'm still mourning for Nipsey

I ain't got room for dissin', I just handle my business

PDL, I stay sucker-free in a land of lollipops

Spray on a sucker repellant for all these ticks and cops

Serve a nigga like a warrant, fuck a fair one when you're warrin'

In the blind, in the mornin', no sign, no warnin'

Bullets pourin', but nah, they ain't rain, they ain't lightnin'

That thunder make you wonder, think it's ISIS out there fightin'

Niggas eyes bright as brightness, that assault rifle frightenin'

Niggas fleein', niggas flightin', but them b-dog bullets bitin'

[Chorus: Big Hit]

I'm speakin' in codes without movin' my lips

I'm sneakin' tons across without movin' them bricks

Yeah, you know it's liquid now, I had to break it down

Wavin' at the border patrol, crackin' a smile

There's sharks out here, gotta learn to finesse around 'em

Ain't no lifeguards in these waters, surf or drown

I'm filthy with the finance, I'll flip faith in a flash

I forklift the bricks, flatbed the cash