BH – Code Of Tha Streets Lyrics
BH Code Of Tha Streets Lyrics Feat. Lil Baby
Don’t leave the house without my motherf–kin’ heat (Nah)
I roll with Scotty in the motherf–kin’ leaf (Yeah)
I’m the wave like the motherf–kin’ beach (Yeah)
She the beauty, I’m the motherf–kin’ beast (Ooh)
When I talk, let me motherf–kin’ preach (Ooh)
I got a trap for a motherf–kinlame (Yeah)
Another trap for the motherf–kin’ weak (Yeah)
Bad bit-h, on her motherf–kin’ knees (Yeah)
She got a$$, got a motherf–kin’ peach (Woo)
F–k that bit*h, she a motherf–kin’ leech (Yeah)
They love a ni–a from the west to the east (Yeah)
Got rich in these motherf–kin’ streets
I’m countin’ up mills, smokin’ gas, sippin’ lean
I spend a mill on gas, sippin’ lean
All this money, [?]
I’m rich but I’m still a hood niqqa (Niqqa, niqqa)
I’m rich but I’m still a hood niqqa (Niqqa, niqqa)
I’m rich but I’m still a hood niqqa (Niqqa, niqqa)
[?], I’ma get that niqqa (Ooh)
And I still be in the trenches, pourin’ syrup with the real ones
I’m a livin’ legend, that’s a big one (That’s a big one)
I pay cash for all my cars, man, that card sh!t a headache
Bustin’ hundreds out the wrapper, hit your nose, you get a headache
I was really sendin’ packs from West Coast to where I stay at
I’m a young niqqa, I’m super turnt, don’t want no f–kin’ Maybach
You got problems with us? You want smoke? Speak up, you need to say that
When they shoot out, we straight murder
When it land, I say [?] Hundred rounds in the drum, if I say it, they gon’ spray that
And I still got hood habits but I’m rich now (Rich now)
And don’t ever get it twisted, we can get down (Get down)
I’m rich but I’m still a hood niqqa (Niqqa, niqqa)
I’m rich but I’m still a hood niqqa (Niqqa, niqqa)
I’m rich but I’m still a hood niqqa (Niqqa, niqqa)
[?], I’ma get that niqqa (Ooh)