Stick to the Code

Album cover art for "Stick to the Code" by Ca$h Out & Ralo & SahBabii

Ca$h Out & Ralo & SahBabii - Rap, Atlanta Rap

Stick to the Code

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[Chorus: Ca$h Out] No way I'm pullin' up playin', look at these foreigns outside You ain't ever been in the boat, nigga, you livin' a lie I put my wrist in the bowl, she said my jewelry so froze I keep it tucked on the low, I gotta stick to the code I gotta stick to the code, I gotta stick to the code I gotta stick to the code, I gotta stick to the code I put my wrist in the boll, she said my jewelry so froze No way I'm pullin' up playin', look at these foreigns outside [Verse 1: Ca$h Out] I pull up, four-eighty-eight I'm pullin up with the K I put the bricks in the mansion I'm always talkin' 'bout expansion VVS's in the wine, now she gettin' romantic She talkin' 'bout what she gon' do to me I told her I think you're usin' me These niggas, they really confusin' me They say you doin' them, they doin' me The lawsuit say I'm goin' in I can't believe these niggas suin' me You know I had a long talk with D I'm 'bout to level up, bruh [?] better bruh, bruh I gotta get the Bentley truck I gotta keep the semi tucked I gotta give 'em a tummy tuck Sippin' Jose with some Guapo Fuck a hater, nigga, run it up Usain Bolt, runnin' laps around these niggas They they runner up Boy, I heard your shooter snitchin' Hey, hey, hey, hey, put your gunner up [Chorus: Ca$h Out] No way I'm pullin' up playin', look at these foreigns outside You ain't ever been in the boat, nigga, you livin' a lie I put my wrist in the bowl, she said my jewelry so froze I keep it tucked on the low, I gotta stick to the code I gotta stick to the code, I gotta stick to the code I gotta stick to the code, I gotta stick to the code I put my wrist in the boll, she said my jewelry so froze No way I'm pullin' up playin', look at these foreigns outside [Verse 2: Ralo] Look at these foreigns outside Tell me which one I'ma ride I don't have time to decide Soon as it drop, I'ma buy All of these rappers be rappin' a lie Play with my niggas, these niggas gon' die I'm the lil' nigga that lil' niggas ain't try If I got tried he wouldn't be alive Don't none of these niggas compare to us Who the fuck wanna battle us? Future told me they gon' tell on us Every shooter with me better bust No, we ain't pullin' up playin' I promise my shooters shoot on command I slap these niggas sayin' they want the man I do what I want, you do what you can, yeah I done got up and I never fell A nigga play, I'm goin' back to jail Every bitch I fuck bad as hell I got more stripes than a Bali bear Tell all them haters they goin' in the air I got some powders that I wanna sell I got some ice, it will never melt Fuck how you feel, look how I felt (Ralo) [Chorus: Ca$h Out] No way I'm pullin' up playin', look at these foreigns outside You ain't ever been in the boat, nigga, you livin' a lie I put my wrist in the bowl, she said my jewelry so froze I keep it tucked on the low, I gotta stick to the code I gotta stick to the code, I gotta stick to the code I gotta stick to the code, I gotta stick to the code I put my wrist in the boll, she said my jewelry so froze No way I'm pullin' up playin', look at these foreigns outside [Verse 3: Sahbabii] Limousine, red beam Quarantine to these Four-five in my skinny jeans Headshot, nigga, fuck your dreams These niggas sweet like a sixteen I'm at your neck like a guillotine Break the ho back then I kill her knees Two blocks, call it double G Chopper sting like a hundred bee We got more sticks than a hundred trees Y'all fallin' off like a hundred leaves She spit on that dick like she ate some pee Clip long, Yao Ming Friday the thirteenth We shoot it out with any team Demon child shoot up anything Bitch, I'm a motherfuckin' monster Bitch, I'm a motherfuckin' shotter Mob shit, don dada We leave you red like a lobster Like some popcorn, we gon' pop you Like a boxer, I'ma drop ya Peach coupe look like cobbler Smooth nigga, Mr. Rogers [Chorus: Ca$h Out] No way I'm pullin' up playin', look at these foreigns outside You ain't ever been in the boat, nigga, you livin' a lie I put my wrist in the bowl, she said my jewelry so froze I keep it tucked on the low, I gotta stick to the code I gotta stick to the code, I gotta stick to the code I gotta stick to the code, I gotta stick to the code I put my wrist in the boll, she said my jewelry so froze No way I'm pullin' up playin', look at these foreigns outside

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Credits

Writers
  • Ca$h Out
  • Ralo
  • SahBabii