Code Red

Lyrics

[Intro: Big Ryde] It's me, Big muhfuckin' Ryde (Razz, Razz, Razz) So you know what time it is You see this one? This one's called Code Red And what you sayin'? Razz made this beat We 'bout to get in some wavy shit (Scratch mixed it) [Verse 1] Look, twenty-two's on my waist when I boogie (Big ting) In my zoot, Cali' buds or it's cookie In the dance I'm a cat for the scroomy This toy's got a story, you can go ask Woody See, I like a big back with the tightest nookie (Come 'ere, come 'ere), with the tightest nookie (Come 'ere) I see hella new shapes, lil' boy you a rookie (New) I'm in the trap with more fiends than a bookie (Trap) I'm the Germ's, feelin' Jürgen Klopp (Skrt) See jakes, man slip it in sport then I'm off The yute held a ching and 'cah we cornered him off Kinda felt for them yutes 'cah they mournin' a lot (Mad) Two man, four gloves tryna slap that, shoot (Brrah) OT, OT tryna mash that too (Jugg) Brandon estate, that's practice too (Opp) Bang, bang just cling, we ain't no average yutes I ain't your average fella (Oi, oi) I leave your block red like Tribeca (Oi, oi) Bro came in with a new sky dweller Latina and her name's Rosetta, her brain's so clever (Mad) Brown skin gyal, she a little good one Said she in need for a real hood one (Come 'ere) Well looks up, come get a jukks up (Come 'ere) Think I'm a sweet way but I'm a little crook, love (I'm a crook) [Chorus] And if you see me in the cut then that's a code red (You're dead) I used to connie now I connie out my own Z's (Ay, ay) Been a while since I slept in my own bed (Oi) And if you fuckin' with the twos, you can hold lead (Ay, ay) Code red (Code red), code red (Code red) Us man are on our bread like 'Hovahs (Ay, ay) Gang, gang done too much pokin' (Splash, splash) She wanna back it on me like she own it (Mad) [Verse 2] I just lost now I'm scrapin' out the pot (Damn) Took a couple L's but that's a learn not a loss (Damn) I treat all my niggas like it's fam, not a boss (Gang) Off White, now I got that shit written on my top (True) Choose Christian Louboutins Feds at my door talkin' 'bout some shootin's Mummy said "Better know and mind how you doin'" (True), "'cause you would've been in cuffs, locked up if they find a way prove it" Snapchat and music how the Feds really clot the works Music's bait, I'on really wanna drop a verse (No) Bro said rap, that's the best way to dodge a bird (True) But I'm still chillin' with a nitty sippin' Kopparberg (Uh-uh) They used to take the piss when I was fuckin' broke -- now I'm drippin', fuckin' all the hoes (Drippin') Free Squeeze, he was really fuckin' up the crow I think this plug's takin' whiffs, he suction up his nose [Chorus] And if you see me in the cut then that's a code red (Mad) I used to connie now I connie out my own Z's (Woo) Been a while since I slept in my own bed (Oi) And if you fuckin' with the twos, you can hold lead (Oi, oi) Code red (Oi), code red (Oi) Us man are on our bread like 'Hovahs (Jugg) Gang, gang done too much pokin' (Oi, oi) She wanna back it on me like she own it (Oi, oi, oi) [Outro: Big Ryde] Razz, Razz, Razz Alright, told you That was wavy It's that new shit Kwengface YPB