The Code
Big Burd
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I said hold up, hold up, whoah Kid's no motherfucking joke Michael Phelps with the backstroke Put in work and get that gold Not no frog I'll never croak Let me tell y'all how it goes Get that bread and get that smoke That's the motherfucking code I don't give a f*ck bout your stupid ass Little lame duck f*ck with your lying ass Put my middle fingers up every time you pass You been walking too tall I cut you down like grass Leave you with a hole in your chest, bleeding out on the helipad Suckering succotash What in the f*ck is that Living like I nomad, I don't know where home at You would think my name's Ash, by the way that I catch All of 'em, I saw something and I took it All from 'em, I tied up all the loose ends Then I cut 'em and made some from my own brand If I'm buggin', well then you call me Ant man Beat your ass then sit you down, to show you what the rules is Shut your motherfucking mouth, don't make me have to glue it I'll build you up to tear you down and snap you like a toothpick If nothing else will chill you out, then get your pack of Kools bitch I said hold up, hold up, whoah Kid's no motherfucking joke Michael Phelps with the backstroke Put in work and get that gold Not no frog I'll never croak Let me tell y'all how it goes Get that bread and get that smoke That's the motherfucking code Stop playing I'm just saying, I'm done with the confusion And losing My anxiety battle for choosing myself I thought it'd be good for my mental health Didn't help Said f*ck it and put it up on the shelf Real high to the untrained eye, slide right by Oh my, oh my, momma's baked apple pie Is the only reason why, I keep it bottled up inside So don't mind me if I try, to take another slice One, two, three, four I declare a thumb war Five, Six, Seven, Eight Put my first straight through your face Eenie meanie minie moe, your wife is on some hoe shit Catch her by her toe, yeah the camel one fo' sho' bitch Supercalifragilisticexpialidocious I really don't know what to say, your top is on the low end I said hold up, hold up, whoah Kid's no motherfucking joke Michael Phelps with the backstroke Put in work and get that gold Not no frog I'll never croak Let me tell y'all how it goes Get that bread and get that smoke That's the motherfucking code
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