[Intro: EST Gee & 21 Savage]

Yeah, yeah, yeah, I made enough to fuck with my—

(Flexing on that bitch, hold up)

Yeah, yeah

[Verse 1: EST Gee]

All I know is they better not be over there when we come through (All I know is, yeah, grrah, grrah)

I did good in school (I did good), 7 plus 62s is simple food (Correct, FOREVEROLLING)

It's nature, nothin' personal (Nothin') when we come lurk for you (Who come lurk for you?)

Murder who? Niggas ain't killin' Gee (Okay), give out first degree (Give out first degree)

"911, come, hurry please, a bomb just hit our street" (Hurry, bomb just hit our street)

Burnin' off a leech, I love Don, but he been hurtin' me (But he been hurtin' me)

How we family? You serve who can't stand me, who work that I granted (Mm, who work that I granted)

I starved the streets, created fam and all of 'em ended up damaged (And all of 'em ended up fucked)

Plan ahead and hold the grudge 'til dead, I learnt that from my mammy (Hold a grudge until I'm dead)

All this money never make me sad, I'll get turned off action (I'll get turned off action)

Give 'em half upfront to whack you faster, who you are don't matter (Mm, mm, kill you)

Type of money make your closest brother put you on a platter (Mm, mm, mm, kill you)

Hope the real me don't affect my rap and fuck it if it happen (Fuck it if it happen)

I done made enough to fight this case, lil' bruh, so it don't matter (Yeah)

[Chorus: EST Gee & GMO Stax]

Yeah, open the dope up, roll up, get butter (Yeah, yeah, roll up, get butter)

Close up, let's smoke some, lock in with brothers (Yeah, yeah, lock in with brothers)

I trapped before, I can't stop for nothin' (I can't stop for nothin')

Wipe off his nose, the code I live under (Yeah, the code I lived under)

I don't trust these hoes, the code I live under (Yeah, the code I live under)

Go get that dough, the code I live under (Yeah, slime, slime, slime, slime)

Wipe off his nose, the code I live under, mm (Slime, slime, slime, slime)

Wipe off his nose, the code I live under, mm (Slime, slime, slime, slime GMO)

[Verse 2: GMO Stax]

You play, get smoked, the code I live under (The code I lived under)

And way before we made these rules, hittin' the road out in Kentucky (Loaf Boyz with my nigga Gee)

Since a mill', I can't leave the crib with nothin' less than a hundred (I can't)

Even through the ups and downs, you know I was gon' get some money (I still been through it)

Hit so many blocks, done fucked around and let the chopper smoke him (Chopper)

It's a button up on every Glock, ooh, my opps in trouble (Ooh, my opps in trouble)

We don't show no favoritism, give it to whoever wanted

By next Summer, drop another Cuban, that's another hundred (That's another hundred)

Blood on my hand, it might go down, ain't got no time to tuck it (Got no time to tuck it)

Catch me runnin' to the smoke, won't never catch me runnin' from it

Certified, Tooka text the opps, so let 'em know I'm comin' (I'm on my way)

Put some money on your head, it's gon' get picked up by the morning (Picked up by the morning)

AIn't got no safety, if I up this bitch, then I'ma blow it (If I up this bitch, then I'ma blow it)

Niggas know we keep them bitches on us, we ain't gotta show it

Real bitch held a nigga down, have me at my lowest (Have me in my lowest)

No we big homies, we some young niggas with our own motion (GMO)