Codes B.A Badd (Ft. Rome Streetz)

[Verse1: B.A Badd]
I'm dappin lame niggas with the left hand
I stretch grams, and leave opps in the spital with a bedpan
I don't care about the hood you claim and Ma fuck ya dead mans
Ya shooters, not shooters and ya younging won't get you less than
10 behind the iron gate, that pussy wouldn't slide on base
Why you so aggressive rapping boy you looking out of place
Now you say you know the plug, why you supplying weight
Never took it out of state, u probably couldn't provide an 8th
You need to get ya lying straight before you crib outlined with tape
I heard you told up on ya case, its fuck you till your dying day
And the day after that, and the day after that
If you can't comprehend it then you aren't from my habitat
Story we ain't jacking that
Rollie on then we jacking that
Chain on then I'm snatching
Hit the club then hit the cabbage patch
Shorty cute I'm smashing that
Kept my boots on and my hat attached
Once I'm done I pass her back
Kill the booth when I speak these facts (Badd)


[Chorus: B.A Badd]
Sticking to the codes I ain't breaking that
Put it on the stove where my apron at
I put it on my soul I ain't faking jacks
I put it on my soul that I'm stating facts