Audio Push - Bro Code (The Motto Freestyle) lyrics

rate me

Better than you rappers,

It ain’t clicked huh?

You still hate me baby

And you can’t quit huh?

Imma go & body this,

It's what I do.

B.O.Dubb all day,

And night time to

I handle B.I., B.I.

Get the business,

Baby make the call

And if you’re talking too much here,

Then we gon take it off.

I tell em if I pull it out,

You gotta take it all

I do it like this,

Cuz I ain't finna play with y'all.

Back it up and then dump it,

Imma pick it up then stick it.

If you drop it down and spread it,

Imma take it down and lick it.

After that, be quiet,

Don’t Twitter-talk, no mentions.

You ask me what I’m doing?

Riding around and I'm gettin it, Uh

That's how you feel, Oktane that's how you feel?

I tell the girl yes and then I jump behind the wheel

So enjoy it, Love it uh

just know that we live it

You rap about it, talk about it.

Just know that we get it

I say my name, shake her hand

She give me the digits.

So understand I been the man,

I drink for a living.

And from the club where ladies shaking,

And nothings forbidden.

The B.O.Dubb what brodies repping

And nothings forgiven.

So all the brodies, stand up

This one for you

And my city, I.E.

Yeah this for you too

So from hearts that I broke,

And the feelings that I hurt.

All the way down to the logo on my shirt,

BOW nigga, wassup

Now she want a photo

IE to NoHo

I hit it, girl be quiet

Don’t be talkin,

That’s the bro code

And we bout it e'erday,

E'erday, e'erday.

Half an hour, then we shower

Baby we ain’t tryna lay

E'erday, e'erday.

Don’t care what your man say,

You ain’t with it?

Baby get up out my way

Bro code, Wassup

One time better yet, two times

Even side reppin

Pinkie-Thumbin for the deuceline

Only date models and dimes

But we don't do nines..

I keep her on her knees like a shoe shine

When I leave,

That's when your girlfriends cries

And I don't even wanna tell you

What your girlfriend tries

Behind closed doors, she say she don’t

Your girlfriend *lies*.

I'm out here thuggin wide open

Like your girlfriend thighs, ha

They mad, cause they lame..

I brought my team with me, away game

Yeah, forget a beach,

You looking at a cash leecher.

Lil niggas want problems?

Well meet the math teacher, huh

Got my brodies from back and on the side of me

Try the G and we riding deep,

Riding deep till we finally meet,

Try to speak, Imma slide yo cheek

Take your girl and play hide and seek

After you get done riding me,

Baby please don’t say hi to me!

In other words I duck 'em and dodge 'em

If money talks, then yours has a stuttering problem

You niggas is all trash waiting on the truck

Oh, you mad? Line it up,

Like you waiting on the bus, ha

I see the money and I gotta

Grab it

B.O.Dubb the future

While I magic

Go against them boys and it will be tragic.

Wanna kill the cat,

I bend it over and stab it

Yeah I beat the beat,

And I ain’t learning any *drum*.

Cup full of brown,

I'm barely turning 21

But I stay fresh,

And I'm sharper than a needle.

Shouts to G-Mar, Double oSo,

Very nice, Che, Rory, Ceedo

Boy, that’s the team,

I just gotta name a few.

And I do it for the toe

Like the bottom of the *boot*

*BOW!*

Now she want a photo

IE to NoHo

I hit it, girl be quiet

Don’t be talkin,

That’s the bro code

And we bout it e'erday,

E'erday, e'erday.

Half an hour, then we shower

Baby we ain’t tryna lay

E'erday, e'erday.

Don’t care what your man say,

You ain’t with it?

Baby get up out my way

Bro code, Wassup

Bro code, Wassup

Bro code, Wassup

Thanks to @Lady_Lamore for correcting these lyrics

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