CORRIGER LES PAROLES
Paroles : CODES
CHORUS:
Think she outta my mind, but she love it I know
I still stick to my codes
Think she outta her brain, now she outta her clothes
She act like no one knows, aye
Right until the sun is up, swear here I am again
Running numbers up
I remember back then when I was f***ing up
Think I’m too cool to have friends, they all outta luck
I’m doing me while they pretend, b**ch
Verse 1 (Jared Anthony)
Think she outta my mind, but she love it I know
I still stick to my codes
Think she outta her brain, now she outta her clothes
She act like no one knows, aye
Right until the sun is up, swear here I am again
Running numbers up
I remember back then when I was f***ing up
Think I’m too cool to have friends, they all outta luck
I’m doing me while they pretend, b**ch
Verse 2 (Ethan Ross)
Say he wrote the script, little b**ch I’m bout to flip it tho
She be quick yo blow, ain’t no kisses ain’t no mistletoe
Ain’t no funny s***, I’m a person they wanna get to know
You a f***in joke, funny how nobody get it though
Like, what’s the punchline
B**ch I forgot that
I know the truth cold, these rappers hot trash
See I’m a bold dude, fold you, top back
Pushed like a convertible, converting you to straight ash
Say he trying, then he lying though
Get the money I be rich richie like I’m Lionel
Got a freak chick, she be violent so, I tell her to calm down and swallow like it’s Tylenol
The sauce is undeniable
One on one, they don’t want it with me
I hope I live till 103
I could tell that you are weak when you speak, one night now your girl is a freak
Dumb right, that’s how it felt though, I’m being real with you
Run into me, b**ch you got nothing that I want so why would I steal from you?
F*** that; I got the world on my n*ts, yes
People they told me I’m nuts, aye
I think they’re mad at the success
Maybe you should suck less, matter fact
I hit it I shatter that
I finish you, ratta tat tat b**ch ain’t no coming back
CHORUS (x2)
Think she outta my mind, but she love it I know
I still stick to my codes
Think she outta her brain, now she outta her clothes
She act like no one knows, aye
Right until the sun is up, swear here I am again
Running numbers up
I remember back then when I was f***ing up
Think I’m too cool to have friends, they all outta luck
I’m doing me while they pretend, b**ch
Think she outta my mind, but she love it I know
I still stick to my codes
Think she outta her brain, now she outta her clothes
She act like no one knows, aye
Right until the sun is up, swear here I am again
Running numbers up
I remember back then when I was f***ing up
Think I’m too cool to have friends, they all outta luck
I’m doing me while they pretend, b**ch
Verse 1 (Jared Anthony)
Think she outta my mind, but she love it I know
I still stick to my codes
Think she outta her brain, now she outta her clothes
She act like no one knows, aye
Right until the sun is up, swear here I am again
Running numbers up
I remember back then when I was f***ing up
Think I’m too cool to have friends, they all outta luck
I’m doing me while they pretend, b**ch
Verse 2 (Ethan Ross)
Say he wrote the script, little b**ch I’m bout to flip it tho
She be quick yo blow, ain’t no kisses ain’t no mistletoe
Ain’t no funny s***, I’m a person they wanna get to know
You a f***in joke, funny how nobody get it though
Like, what’s the punchline
B**ch I forgot that
I know the truth cold, these rappers hot trash
See I’m a bold dude, fold you, top back
Pushed like a convertible, converting you to straight ash
Say he trying, then he lying though
Get the money I be rich richie like I’m Lionel
Got a freak chick, she be violent so, I tell her to calm down and swallow like it’s Tylenol
The sauce is undeniable
One on one, they don’t want it with me
I hope I live till 103
I could tell that you are weak when you speak, one night now your girl is a freak
Dumb right, that’s how it felt though, I’m being real with you
Run into me, b**ch you got nothing that I want so why would I steal from you?
F*** that; I got the world on my n*ts, yes
People they told me I’m nuts, aye
I think they’re mad at the success
Maybe you should suck less, matter fact
I hit it I shatter that
I finish you, ratta tat tat b**ch ain’t no coming back
CHORUS (x2)
Think she outta my mind, but she love it I know
I still stick to my codes
Think she outta her brain, now she outta her clothes
She act like no one knows, aye
Right until the sun is up, swear here I am again
Running numbers up
I remember back then when I was f***ing up
Think I’m too cool to have friends, they all outta luck
I’m doing me while they pretend, b**ch
