Cody Cody Cody - Bullets or Bacon

You a secret hater
You the nigga in the click stopping everybody from getting paper
You like to start shit and never finish
You like to start shit and play the victim
You fill your mind with fiction
You ain't never done no dirty work
You ain't never heard a birdy chirp
I see junkies in designer shirts
You be click hoping
Dick hoping
A bruh let me get this picture for the gram
Damn you pic hoping
Too much bitch gossip
Love n Hip Hop'n
In your conversation
That's why you lack compensation
You worried bout who another fuck
You waiting to hit another nigga blunt
You waiting on another nigga bucks
You sippin' out another nigga cup

Let me hit your cup

Get your team strong
Let this be the theme song
Or go dolo
No Scarface and Manolo
Cause shit get weird when it's pussy on the beard
Don't be lusting after the woman your homie fuckin
Remember that it's levels to this shit
Rubber bands before the bezel on the wrist
The butterfly don't come before the caterpillar
The butterfly don't come before the caterpillar
You rather fake it till you make it
But you ain't made it nigga you just faking
It's too much time you out here wasting
We all gon die
The bullets or the bacon

Written by:
Walter Knox

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