This is a song about "Bar code"

And could i be a star

And once you at a bar

Shit i bought them tracks, stupid bitch i'm broke

Always stay true stick to the g code

Don't fuk up today. that's not the code.

Around my way, i'm cut throat

See, i like the person that you are

Keep your eyes sealed and stomach every bar

And my level is off, got a bigger cigar

Wearin’ my lees, i’ma bend the ply bar

His poisons are seeking, overheating set to explode but he's got the code

But i gotta pay homage to my name, kilos, kilos of coke

Sucker mc’s should call me sire

I now raisie the bar higher

Where rules get followed

Lambo, roscoe, no street code