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Not Code

 

Not Code

(album: Florida Jit - 2020)


Ain't no place in the world where I can't go
Say he wanna take my chain, I cannot go
If he ain't finna shoot, what that Glock for?
Water all on my wrist and it's ice cold

Fucking this thot with these cuffs fold
These baguettes on my teeth got my mouth froze
I can see through these niggas like backdoors
I can't beef over hoes, that is not code

Fuck it, we gon' break his bitch
Shade and shoes match to a brand new whip
Tell my young nigga go take his zips
Bitch tryna ride, her ass don't fit

I'm on a whole another level, I'm turnt up
Yeah, I'm going crazy in this bitch
My foot on the pedal, this chain isn't metal
My hoes got a watch on their wrist

I'ma break the bank in here
Spoink got this shit stank in here
Fuck your lil' girl, we got tanks in here
Codeine, got a whole lotta drank in here

Protein, I'ma give the bitch a meat in here
This Glock got a whole thirty clip in there
I came from the mud, diamonds bright like a state fair
Florida Jit, we don't play there

Ain't no place in the world where I can't go
Say he wanna take my chain, I cannot go
If he ain't finna shoot, what that Glock for?
Water all on my wrist and it's ice cold

Fucking on this thot with these cuffs fold
These baguettes on my teeth got my mouth froze
I can see through these niggas like backdoors
I can't beef over hoes, that is not code

Roddy Ricch for my niggas at the box
Five star GTA, car SWAT
These niggas peons and flies get swat
Bad bitch in my big getting hours of top

I done put some money in the grave
Test me, I'ma lay you right next to the wreck
She said her back ache
I flipped that bitch over then hit it sideways
Having shit my way

Nigga, don't tell on your homie, not code
I'll peep a snake in the dark with a blindfold
I was just in the trap, time flies, when it's time, go
I had to freeze up the time, where do we go?

Ain't no place in the world where I can't go
Say he wanna take my chain, I cannot go
If he ain't finna shoot, what that Glock for?
Water all on my wrist and it's ice cold

Fucking on this thot with these cuffs fold
These baguettes on my teeth got my mouth froze
I can see through these niggas like backdoors
I can't beef over hoes, that is not code

done

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