Broken Code ft. LCF Carter & Sticky Lyrics

And ian never fold up on a lic

Me and bro get caught ima stay solid just like a brick

He on da net talking crazy, must think dat he won't get hit

Wearing ski mask in yo vid, before COVID he was a bitch

Nigga say im hating on em

Boy yeen got shit dat i can't get

You keep on throwing shade im gone pull up and split yo wig

Thought you was da bro in grade school, I had took you in

When you got robbed me and lil yo we was tryna spin (Huh)

Taught you everything you know treated you like ken

Come straight in da game

Like Tom Brady im just tryna win

No gymnastics but dese packs i got i just want em flipped

No gymnastics but if he play with my gang den ima get em flipped (Ahh)

Mailman of da year

All dese packs i shipped

Tryna ride da wave you gone drown unless you got a ship

False claiming shit dat dey can't be

Telling bout sum shit dat dey ain't see

I'm dying bout my gang can you not see

And I'm bussing if im clutching

Bet not pump fake me

LCF my gang rep dat shit until dey take me

Nigga say he SHIESTY stick gon strike em like sum lightning

Me and twin toating sticks nigga we riding strikers

Every nigga you see me with dey aint gon hesitate

Cause my niggas love da shoot shit like dey name was klay

Really had to get it out da dirt and ian tb clay

We gon spin spin, spin spin til dey block mayday

We gone spin spin, hit a opp lights out

Know my gang lit it ain't shit to bust your tater tot (Like yea)

Promethazine my soda pop

Yattiest way cold hearted bastard

It ain't shit to cross you out

My lung hurt from smoking zot

Pain got me through da roof

I been getting dem bags in

Young sticky trap be super duper

Keep dat blicky dats a must

I put ice inside my cup

Big YGN I'm one of one

Say you slimey inside dem streets den keep your gun (Ian going for none)