[Intro]

You want answers?

I want the truth! Did you order the code red?!

You’re goddamn right I did!

You can’t handle the truth!

[Verse 1]

Blacked out, so far no stopping

Topped off, my Morgan’s never capped and nor is the vodka

Hence we’re bottled up inside the fucking car, coughing

Hatchback could soon just be my casket

But cruising is the best bet

It’s two A.M, we’re losing moonlight, let’s begin

Two blocks, we’re at the door

Two knocks, girls flock for sure

G-Shocked, ‘cause time has warped

I was just standing, now I’m floored

Tube tops, I’m watching ‘cause thеy’ll soon drop

To take foots like a tube sock

I got my homiеs who rock when she asks for more

[Chorus]

Get this drinking on

Bring Code Red

Liquor with the bong

Get loaded

Bitches in the thongs

Give mo’ head

If this chick’s your mom

It’s code red

You can’t handle the truth!

[Verse 2]

Tell myself I’m a fool

Hell, why am I in school?

Spellbinded; That’s the rule

But all I’ve learned is high is cool

Listen to the subs traction, it don’t add up

I did the math without geometry

Being a nerd is fucking absurd

In that division, you’ll never get the bras and V’s

Quite possibly the parts of me

With posture, speech, and class is gone

The bong is passed, the weed is strong

So we cannot live cautiously

I bob and weave the nausea, reach

For vodka, squeeze; It’s my nasty nature

Follow me, let’s swallow these isopropyls

Gotta catch up, pass the chaser, let’s-

[Chorus]

Get this drinking on

Bring Code Red

Liquor with the bong

Get loaded

Bitches in the thongs

Give mo’ head

If this chick’s your mom

It’s code red

You can’t handle the truth!