AK 5ifty4our - can't break the code (feat. c0k3) Lyrics

Lil' bro walked up to me, yeah, you gettin' knocked off
Don't try with me, yeah, you get ya popped off
You don't wanna try with me, bitch, you could get Glock popped
Ridin' 'round with that big ass motherf*ckin' Glock, ho
Ha, ride in this bitch, you don't wanna try
You don't wanna try, you don't wanna lie
Ridin' 'round with that big ass f*ckin' fire
I be ridin' 'round with the gang, with the guys
You don't wanna try with me, you get knocked off
Just pulled up on your bitch and we gettin' low
I just pulled up on your bitch and she get the load
They be tryna break me, tryna break the code
I'm pullin' up on your bitch, yeah, she dropped the low
You ain't ever been like me, you just a pose'
Pull up on your gang and I know they fold
Pull up on your block then, you get the pole
Me and AK pulled up on this bitch, we gettin' rich
The AK in the back, yeah, we f*ckin' on his sis'
Choppa knock you in a ditch
Guns blowin' at his head but, we blowin' at his bitch
Rob another bank, fill the bags up
All this money coming in, I get my racks up
F*ckin' with a bad bitch, I get my racks up
Tryin' not to brag, that coke, we get that cash flow
Stage 2 my R34, we gotta go, choppa get that bag, yeah, we gone
All this money coming in, I bought a new two-tone
Diamonds on my neck and wrist, my choppa blow 'em all
Yeah, my choppa 'bout to blow, we get it all