Code + Love Me Some More

Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Look

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 poured
Steppin' I stand on 'em, you rep the brand for me?
At the top, is it quiet? I thought they was sayin' somethin'
Even though she got a man, won't put me in a friendzone
She addicted to the vibes, say I got her head gone
Lately, I been way too busy, put you in my plans though (mm-hmm)
She say she miss my voice, play me through your headphones
Best mouth I ever had, I wonder what that head doin'
Now if I take you shoppin', who gon' help with the bags?
Dodgin' lipstick, Eli, I'm busy countin' up cash
Ain't no halfway steppin', you get the slides with the bag
Niggas stabbed me in the back, I grabbed it and sliced 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 needed (rubber bands needed)
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 (let's go)
Chain dancin' like I caught it in the end zone (ooh)
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)
(Pooh, you a fool for this one)
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 'round my kitchen
Fuck a witness, I was in it, I was ridin', I was with it
They 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 slim 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 (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