[Intro]

You better stick to the G—

You better stick to the G code

We get up close like what?

We get up close like free throws

Yo, listen

[Chorus]

You better stick to the G code

We get up close like free throws

We in the whip with three poles

They wanna know what's the cheat code

In the streets, can't turn back, too deep

Smoking HQ to sleep

Might be on your block tryna creep

Listen, listen, I ain't had a pot to piss in

OT for a month I was missin'

Came back and I bought me a Smith & Wesson, Wesson

Real hittas in my section

I don't think that we need to prеss him

We should just walk up and dead him

[Verse 1]

So let mе just talk my shit

Me and Dizz up and down on the strip

No long talk girl just strip

I think she had too much to sip

She begging me please just stay

Gotta hit up the stu get to workin'

Lil bitch i was here all day

Now it's time for me to go purgin'

Slidin'

Ridin'

Not into the internet typin'

Up and down I'm prescribin'

Said the work hit him like lightnin'

The work hit him like Tyson

Any case we catch we're fightin'

Can't say too much it's indictin'

Niggas sing in the station like Bryson

[Chorus]

You better stick to the G code

We get up close like free throws

We in the whip with three poles

They wanna know what's the cheat code

In the streets, can't turn back, too deep

Smoking HQ to sleep

Might be on your block tryna creep

Listen, listen, I ain't had a pot to piss in

OT for a month I was missin'

Came back and I bought me a Smith & Wesson, Wesson

Real hittas in my section

I don't think that we need to press him

We should just walk up and dead him

[Verse 2]

She moving sick cause she blonde

I got her wet like a pond

Beat up the bid then we're gone, gone, gone

But now we got nowhere to go

Can't go home gotta stay on the road

Don't know why the boydem are bold

Catchin' us like a pot of gold

Yeah they wanna get all the Ave Boys

Yeah they wanna get all the Fivers

Yeah they wanna turn us to lifers

We deep in the streets survivors

She said that I got the fire

In the trap I'ma supervisor

She like how I rock designer, designer, designer

[Chorus]

You better stick to the G code

We get up close like free throws

We in the whip with three poles

They wanna know what's the cheat code

In the streets, can't turn back, too deep

Smoking HQ to sleep

Might be on your block tryna creep

Listen, listen, I ain't had a pot to piss in

OT for a month I was missin'

Came back and I bought me a Smith & Wesson, Wesson

Real hittas in my section

I don't think that we need to press him

We should just walk up and dead him