Adios ft. Code! Lyrics

There ain't no rappers out here to go hard as me, so I got infinite reason to boast

I made a song with Amiri, I never could fail, got a feelin' that I'm about to blow

And I rap often, but I'm tryna go on a tour, bitch, it's over when I'm on a roll

I got a lady back home and she back to the boat, she get mad when I say gotta go, baby girl, adios

I'm rollin' up all of these rappers and turnin' them into a pack

Circle be shrinkin', I'm cuttin', I follow you, bitch, it could 90% of you rap

Engine ain't purrin' the way that I want it to, by the say, fuck it and call me a cat

Always put on for my brothers and shit that could change it, I always been solid as fat

Smoke him and roast him, we put your homies on posters, you ain't got time to react

We have emotion, we get the money, get goin', all of my brothers get wrecked

Brody be rollin', mixin' and spread like a potion, I wish he kickin' no cap

Money keep flowin', I know they mad, I keep growin', all of my music is crack

Look, bitch, I'm a dog like Toto, try and play me, then you gotta be slow, bro

I had bro slide through in that photo, and it's gon' be him plus like FOMO

Brand new whip, paint brown like Domo, I slide through, got him all like Ono

And if you run up on me, then bro gon' squeeze and you will get blown, no homo

Oh my God, I just came through with the mob, pull up in five or six rods

Security know that we offing to tear this bitch up if they ain't gonna let us inside

Honest to God, I'm gettin' tired of rappers who thinkin' they harder than moi

I just might pull up and air this bitch out if they thinkin' they fuckin' with me

I'ma, ah, tell me now, who do you know that go hard as this

I got the bag on me, part of my starter kit, I hit the dealership, ain't no recorder

Get batty with me, I'm a copper recorder

And look, all my shit gas, I got farted

If he actin' tough, then I'm pullin' his cardigan

I feel like Moses whenever it come to the bullshit, you know if I see it, I'm partin' it

I got bro in them to my left and I got bro in them to my right

And my fingers blue and I'm super tired, been countin' money all night

I ain't scared of shit, so don't play with this, the bitch, I don't even got fight

Cause my bro a dog and I'll stick him on you, I ain't gotta tell his ass twice

There ain't no rappers out here that go hard as me, so I got infinite reason to boast

I made a song with Amiri, I never can fail, got a feelin' that I'm bouta blow

And I rap often, but I'm tryna go on a tour, bitch, it's over when I'm on a roll

I got a lady back home and she back to the boat, she get mad when I say

I ain't gotta go, baby, girl, I'm outta yoke