Cheat Code

[Intro]
(Y2, is that you?)
Yeah-yeah
(I miss you, Bryce)

[Chorus]
Wearin' no cape, gotta hero (Yeah-yeah)
Movin' them bricks by the kilo (Oh, no)
She movin' them bricks like a Migo (Yeah-yeah)
And this shit too easy like free-throw (Oh, woah)
Up, down, left, right, look like cheat code (Yeah-yeah)
We got them Glockies inside of the peep hole (Oh, no)
Diamonds too cold, yeah, you know that they frio (Yeah-yeah)
So many bullets, you don't have to reload (Oh, woah)
I know these fuck-niggas, they don't like me (Yeah-yеah)
Run up my check, yeah, I run it like Nikе (Oh, no)
Scroll on my Tinder, you know I'm a pisces (Yeah-yeah)
I'm Mr. Leave-Right-Inside-Of-My-Hotseat (Oh, woah)
Choppa make sounds and you know that it's ultra (Yeah-yeah)
He is a scavenger, yeah, he a vulture (Oh, no)
Yeah, you know I do this shit for the culture (Yeah-yeah)
I can lead that dance like John Travolta (Oh, woah)

[Verse]
She say my song, it be here theme song (Yeah)
She know I'm her ringtone (Woah, yeah)
Not Westbrook, can't be zero (Hey)
Not talkin' 'bout a camera, but I got B-roll (Woah)
I know that he broke so I don't wanna be him (Oh)
Choppa go, "Bam-bam," onamonapia (Yeah)
I was smokin' on midget, I was smokin' on reefa (No)
And I feel a wiz, I ain't talkin' Khalifa (Yeah, yeah)
I see them bands then you know I'ma grab (Yeah)
Talkin' 'bout money then I gotta have it (Yeah)
Smokin' on weed, expensive habit (Yeah)
I need a queen inside of my palace (Yeah)
Smokin' on gas, yeah, you that I'm chiefin' (Woah)
She wanna party all day, every weekend (Yeah)
I took a perky, you know that I'm geekin' (Yeah)
Smoked too much gas and now I'm sleepin' (Oh, woah)
Dunkin' from the free-throw, like (Woah), now I feel like MJ
While we on the subject too (Yeah), I step back and fadeaway
He was talkin' crazy too (No), now his body on decay
Please don't get this shit confused (Hey), got the Glock and got the K (Bah-bah-bah-bah)

[Chorus]
Wearin' no cape, gotta hero (Yeah-yeah)
Movin' them bricks by the kilo (Oh, no)
She movin' them bricks like a Migo (Yeah-yeah)
And this shit too easy like free-throw (Oh, woah)
Up, down, left, right, look like cheat code (Yeah-yeah)
We got them Glockies inside of the peep hole (Oh, no)
Diamonds too cold, yeah, you know that they frio (Yeah-yeah)
So many bullets, you don't have to reload (Oh, woah)
I know these fuck-niggas, they don't like me (Yeah-yeah)
Run up my check, yeah, I run it like Nike (Oh, no)
Scroll on my Tinder, you know I'm a pisces (Yeah-yeah)
I'm Mr. Leave-Right-Inside-Of-My-Hotseat (Oh, woah)
Choppa make sounds and you know that it's ultra (Yeah-yeah)
He is a scavenger, yeah, he a vulture (Oh, no)
Yeah, you know I do this shit for the culture (Yeah-yeah)
I can lead that dance like John Travolta (Oh, woah)