Wiz Khalifa – The Code (feat. Juicy J, Lola Monroe, Chevy Wo

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The Code

Wiz Khalifa (feat. Juicy J, Lola Monroe, Chevy Woods)

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"The Code." - Wiz Khalifa (feat. Juicy J, Lola Monroe, Chevy Woods)

Thursday, 22 October 2026, 10:43 am

Album: Taylor Allderdice

Track No: 13

You turn my headphones up
Turn the beat up like distortion
Trippy, Trippy
I don't give a shit about nothing but money, cash
Yessir
Cash in the bag twirlin' up hash
Blue in the count and I pour it out the mask
Weed on repeat, up all night
Cash over sleep, got hoes all type
Live and you learn, grind and you earn
Bitch I'm on fire, I sit and I burn
Stackin' up money, flippin' it too
Y'all ain't heard me but the Benjamin's do (Ya know it)
I'm bouncin' through the club like Tigger (Like Tigger)
I'ma hit the dope, I'ma hit the liquor (Hit the liquor)
**** get wrong, I'ma hit a **** (Hit a ****)
Take a **** bitch home and I'ma hit her
Reppin' TGOD
All these diamonds on me
Passin' every joint that I roll to the ones that grindin' with me
Now that's Taylor (Taylor, Taylor)
Homie, that's Taylor (Taylor, Taylor, ah)
Uh, reppin' TGOD
All these diamonds on me
Passin' every joint that I roll to the ones that grindin' with me
Now that's Taylor (Taylor, Taylor)
Lil' Homie, that's Taylor (Taylor, Taylor)
Bitch, I'm Taylored, ain't no ho cut from the same cloth
Realest, this money only thing fame brought
The crown ain't safe, then I'm comin' for the spot
Snatchin' off wigs, bitch, I'm coming for the top
For the top, put a run up on trip, have her up in the shots
Queen Roe, I don't see nothin' but the gwap
'Bout my money, I'ma get it
Soon as I get it I'ma spend it
Bought a new car soon as I whip this
Smokin' that marijuana in it
Takin' the value down but also taking a pound
And breakin' it smokin' it all to me, ain't no savin' it
Fuck with them pods, no seeds or no shake in it
Uh, fuck these **** they ain't really 'bout that
Look, I know what these **** these **** all rap
What they know about nights that they never come back?
But he two shot, now shells all in the MAC
On the top don't never see none of that fall back
7-Eleven, homie, don't get ya head cracked
Taylor Gang fam, you know I rep that
And we gettin' bake on anywhere the bread at
Now that's Taylor (Taylor, Taylor)
Homie, that's Taylor (Taylor, Taylor)
That's Taylor (Taylor, Taylor)
Lil' Homie that's Taylor (Taylor, Taylor), ah
Like for real, these **** got it fucked up, dawg
Like, I came straight from Pittsburgh last year and now I'm up there with like—
You can't not put me up there with big ****' names
Like they count me out of the lil' ****' names beause I'm not with the lil' ****

Writer(s): Wiz Khalifa.

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