G. Code - Clock in

You on the clock, I'm Big Ben. We different niggas
Need hundred friends to get god damn. Another hundred bands, another hundred bands. That's right, that's right
You on the clock, I'm Big Ben. We different niggas. Need hundred friends to get god damn. Another hundred bands, another hundred bands. That's right, that's right
Let's get it. Man, it's back to the basics. Quarter case came home, no patience. I gotta take it, but I ain't takin' shifts

For a boss, I ain't takin' shit. That's why I had to make a flip. And if the cops run down, I ain't sayin' shit
Stayin' ten toes, follow the code. Stayin' ten toes, follow the code. This how it goes, motherfucker
Look, man, I'm not even tryin'. I promise, I got it. I'm gifted the way that I spit it. It's sick and it knows
Just gotta ride cautious, stay with some bullets, and that's how it goes. Follow the code, gotta stay low

Police is watchin', plottin'. Money is comin', no stoppin'. Profits, money, respect. I promise, I got it. Let's get it
Now it's back to the business, how I'm livin' real good. I'm just countin' the cash
Probably thought that I was finished. See me all up in the kitchen, and I'm whippin' it fast
Overlappin', niggas give me a belt. I'm literally just whippin' they ass

Hundred bands, hundred bands, hundred bands. Fuckin' Francis, give me the bag, see
I ride with some boys, just cautious. Way that I hustle, shit feelin' like sloshin'
Nipsey, niggas is tipsy. Talkin' choppers, we sparkin' off from block out
Still gotta stay low, couldn't cop out. Understand how I'm livin', took the hot route

And if the motherfucker blitz, I never cop out. I'm a motherfuckin' boss, so clock out
I'm on the clock, I am the clock. I'm Big Ben
You need a hunnid, Sybik, we different, nigga, I need a Big Benz
You need a hunnid likes, you need a hunnid friends, nigga, goddam

I need a hunnid bands, another hunnid bands, another hunnid bands. That's right, that's right
I'm on the clock, I am the clock. I'm Big Ben
You need a hunnid, Sybik, we different, nigga, I need a Big Benz
You need a hunnid likes, you need a hunnid friends, nigga, goddam

I need a hunnid bands, another hunnid bands, another hunnid bands. That's right, that's right
Look, don't let the devil deceive you. I promise he gon' mislead you
Money's the root of all evil. Damn it, I love it, I need you
Gotta go get it, nobody gon' get it from me

I should be jiggin', finessin', I'm more like a G, G, G
See, track niggas came up, understand you heat
Cause you ain't nothing, big bucks, new jeans, never changed up
Gotta show right now, feelin' famous

Ayy, I don't think they understand. Nah, I'ma hit it right here
Yeah, only do it for the fam. Yeah, just to make this shit clear
From the bando to the condo, show the girl 2 plus shit
Got my eyes low, I go ape shit. Every ball, I spit hit

All of the beats hit. Man, this shit all started from the basement
Caught a couple bucks, man, I'm passionate. When I'm comin' from the bottom, I ain't ask for shit
See, I'm so focused on the bag, fat as bliss. And a bad bitch, I'm fat as ass, ayy
I ride with some bosses, cars. Where did I hustle

Feelin' like I'm slow, some nips. Niggas is tipsy
Talkin' choppers, we smoke, get off, and lock out
Still gotta stay low, cause the cops out
Understand how I'm livin', took the high route

And if the motherfuckin' bliss never cop out, I'm a motherfuckin' boss'land, I'm Clockout
I'm on the Clock, I am the Clock, I'm Big Benz
You need 100 Civics, we different, nigga
I need big benz

You need 100 likes, you need 100 friends, nigga
Goddamn
I need 100 bands, another 100 bands, another 100 bands
That's right, that's right

You on the Clock. I am the Clock. I'm Big Benz
You need 100 Civics, we different, nigga
I need big benz
You need 100 likes, you need 100 friends, nigga

Goddamn
I need 100 bands, another 100 bands, another 100 bands
That's right, that's right

Written by:
Gabriel leon

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