G-Code (Original) lyrics

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[Intro: Lil Skies]
Ayy,  ayy
Da-da-da-da-da 
Woah, da-da-da-da-da, ayy
Rich n*gga 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 n*gga 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 n*gga that I need more
Ride for me, I ride for you, we stickin' to the G-Code
I don't trust you b*tches, 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 n*gga, you don't want no free smoke
Woah, I'm the one, yeah
n*ggas steady talkin' sh*t, 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 n*gga, make it happen, it's automatic
I was runnin' down to Phil with a package
Pull a n*gga with the stick and let them have it

[Chorus: Lil Skies]
Rich n*gga 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 n*gga that I need more
Ride for me, I ride for you, we stickin' to the G-Code
I don't trust you b*tches, 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 n*ggas cannot get nothin' from me, aight, I tell em slow down
Used to watch them n*ggas 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, n*gga, we outside
Ten hoes in the mansion for the vibes

[Chorus: Lil Skies]
Rich n*gga 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 n*gga that I need more
Ride for me, I ride for you, we stickin' to the G-Code
I don't trust you b*tches, 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 f*cked a nice b*tch with a fat ass
n*ggas 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 n*ggas that be hatin', they be so broke (Broke)
These b*tches always wanna take a photo-oh
I had to tell the little ho' no-oh
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