I go be your, I go be your


And it’s J to the O, the lyrically bionic boy. 
Let me be your, let me be your

Verse 1:
 I go be your cheat code!

J to the O, I can Murk this beat hoe
. Flyer than Heathrow!
 Wake your ass up like what you wanna eat tho, you know that i’m sweet yo!

We stay texting like westrn
 Me & you it’s an us thing like Texas
, Stone cold Steve Austin I’m flexing
. Rick flair drip go wuuu when I’m vexing


Let’s do a recap, look I’m running this game baby you can check the heat-map & I bet that he mad. 
Can I get your jersey, the number on your back yea, can I have that yea. 
It may sound like I’m tryna get laid
, First of all girl I’m tryna get paid, 
Tryna take those guys off you
What's the price on you, bad & booty super sized on you

Pop it & drop it & throw it
. Don’t stop it the boy is into it
. Maybe you know what you doing, baby your body is fluent. So fluent so, 
bring it here man, get near Man. 
I bet you heard that it’s poppin over here man, 
I don’t care man, sincere man
, fly like Peter Pan balling like a airman

Chorus:
 Got game, I go be your cheat code

10 over 10 you go think say na Tinko, 
Kontrol like Maleek oo, 
but you know that it’s Shamz on the beat oo

I go be your, I go be your


I go be your cheat code

I go be your I go be your

I go be your cheat code

Let me be your, let me be your

Let me be your cheat code

I go be your, I go be your

Baby let me be your cheat code

Verse 2:
 Heard you looking for a gentle guy
. Write poems, draw you. I’m a pencil guy
, tryna pay your bills, I can testify
, don’t mess with them pills, I can get you high
. The ladies say I’m cute, 
Lyrically astute, look that’s just what I do
, but I’m tryna get with you
. Hope you get the clue, I don’t wanna be a playa this is my debut, 
I’m tryna rendezvous. 
Tryna make your hair & if you want we could screw, 
Look I’m tryna add some sauce in the pot with your stew
. We could get a view of the stars in Peru
, revenue, avenue. Jump a nigga kangaroo
. I’m a dear man, sincere man, 
Fly like a pelican, with you every year man. 
Now I’m bout to go beast mode, X O X O
 Girl Can I be your cheat code

Chorus:
 Got game, I go be your cheat code

10 over 10 you go think say na Tinko
Kontrol like Maleek oo
But you know that it’s Shamz on the beat oo

I go be your, I go be your
I go be your cheat code
I go be your I go be your
I go be your cheat code
Let me be your, let me be your
Let me be your cheat code
I go be your, I go be your
Baby let me be your cheat code

Verse 3:
 Rolling with the hitters, I’m giving these niggas jitters, 
and you know that we the spitters, bananas going gorillas. 
Yea I’m rolling with my spinners & spreading ya legs for dinner
, yea my bros like the wayans, girl you know that I’m a Menace
 I’m a beast, in the streets. 
Can I have some beats man you know I gotta eat man, niggas gonna see ma. n
Fuck niggas tried to clown on me
Underground so they think they looking down on me yea. Fuck that, I hate rats
, get your bitch over boy she gonna bust that. 
Make that ass clap & that’s that
, I Rap fast with asthma, got racks
 bout to get plaques & that’s facts, you bastard. 
I go be your cheat code, I go get your wrist froze, 
I can fly you in girl, take you to the east coast
. No I ain’t selfish, stones in my necklace. 
Strap on your helmet cause I’m hella wreckless

Chorus: 
Got game, I go be your cheat code

10 over 10 you go think say na Tinko
Kontrol like Maleek oo
But you know that it’s Shamz on the beat oo

I go be your, I go be your
I go be your cheat code
I go be your I go be your
I go be your cheat code
Let me be your, let me be your
Let me be your cheat code
I go be your, I go be your
Baby let me be your cheat code