Bro Code

[Intro]
Feet

[Chorus]
Ayy, fuck the bro code
Tryna dickride 'cause I'm poppin', niggas homo
I fucked your bitch in like two days, that ho on go-go
These niggas beefin' for they album to get some promo
I caught him lackin', but we kept that on the low-low

[Verse 1]
2Feet, what's the move?
Bitch think that I'm green, ho, I'm a dog like Scooby Doo
The plug say I had his trust, I just did what I had to do
Bust down with the crew
Don't give fuck 'bout sellin' my soul 'cause shit gon' come, boy cool
My ex think that I'm toxic, but that bitch gon' come back too
Put a rubber band on my bankroll, hope that bitch don't never leave me
Judge say, "Thirty years, I'll see you again," he don't never see me, yeah
I just flex
Can't wait to put my Hancock on a check
Which one next?
Snatched his Rollie, huh, he had fake baguettes
Grandma restin'
Wish you could see this, this 2Feet at his best
That's a fact
Please don't say I'm next, 'cause niggas know I'm the best

[Verse 2]
Talk my, talk my shit, they know I talk my shit, huh
I ain't goin' back and forth, huh, quick to slap a bitch
I had my pistol tucked, I don't even give no fuck
I was ridin' low, took the deuce-deuce in the club
I'm talkin' 'bout uh
Who the fuck say that was Feet? Huh
He keep talkin' 'bout them hotbox, he ain't never been in them streets
Yeah, my young nigga tote them beams, huh, green bean on them beams
I'm talkin' 'bout red bottom, murder scene, huh
Smoke, we burn the scene, yeah
Pussy wet, it creamy, huh
Slime smash on that Demon, huh
I don't even know lil' bro
Slime him out no reason
Took a bitch on a date, didn't pay for it
Like Gotti 'nem say, gotta wait for it
Don't be in the streets, you ain't made for it
If I did a feature, I got paid for it

[Chorus]
Ayy, fuck the bro code
Tryna dickride 'cause I'm poppin', niggas homo
I fucked your bitch in like two days, that ho on go-go
These niggas beefin' for they album to get some promo
I caught him lackin', but we kept that on the low-low