G-Code (Original)

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[Intro: 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, ho

[Chorus: Lil Skies]

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

[Verse 1: Kamrin Houser]

I tell my brother we got millions, but we need more

And if he try me, we gon' find them like he Nemo

And if he lackin' then we gon' send some shots like he need more

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 there, now look at us, yeah

[Bridge: Kamrin Houser]

Soliders, we never 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 stick and let them have it

[Chorus: Lil Skies]

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

[Verse 2: Kamrin Houser]

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

[Bridge 2: Kamrin Houser]

Yeah, that's right

And if you steppin' in my way we take your life

Yeah, nigga, we outside

Ten hoes in the mansion for the vibes

[Chorus: Lil Skies]

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)

[Verse 3: Lil Skies]

More money, more cash

I just fucked a nice bitch with a fat ass

Niggas hatin' on me, get my 40, let it blast

Your shorty wanna date me, but I had to let it pass

Well, you know-oh, these niggas that be hatin', they be so broke (Broke)

These bitches always wanna take a photo-oh

I had to tell the little ho' no-oh

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