[Intro: + (Laiyah)] (Oh ah ah) Is what you wanted? (Nuh uh) in the booth, I'm singing (I'm (?) mommy) You've been a good (Uh, no) No? Say new (New Monica) Say code red here (Code red here) Code red here (Code red! Mommy) (Code red here)
[Verse 1: Elliot] I what I does, do what I do Your hustle the same to me, here's new We of that junk that you sing in the booth You know we the truth, let me give you this Call 911, ring the alarm When come on they be droppin' them bombs We tired of them same old five songs Man I've just been to turn that ish off
2: Monica] I the game might be over Somebody them some Folger's you can't be sleepin' on Mono And you can't see me no photo I'm tryna change up the I'm focused on my girl And though she only one She know you ain't talkin' about
Monica] It's like gotten away (?) It's like we're scared to take a I'mma let you If you think that shit hot I got feelin's for that When that dropped I forgot
Monica] My mind is way over Code red here, right here, right here red right here, right here, right here Code red right here, here, right here off the radio, damn right We don't hear shit no mo' off the radio, damn right We hear real shit no mo' Shit no mo', no mo' Turn off the radio, I really wanna hear shit
[Verse 3: trying so hard to cross over And just end up gettin' looked The ain't reachin' they quotas And we (?) the Don't like that, don't be Don't sound like (?) up
[Hook: It's like gotten away (?) It's like we're scared to take a let you know If you think that really hot I got feelin's for that When that dropped I forgot
[Verse 4: Missy is code red We takin' risks, we ain't We hits after hits, better play it Yeah, we got hits stackin' over your We so creative, we This shit go hard, 808 drum hit ground Tell the DJ hit two times, DJ Turn it up like your birthday
2] You We dip! You dip? We dip! You We dip! Oh, go head get lit Dip, dip, dip Dip, dip, dip Dip, dip, dip Code red in bitch
Monica] It's like we've gotten (?) It's like we're to take a chance I'mma let you If you think shit really hot I don't got feelin's for When shit dropped I forgot
Monica] My mind is way there Code red right here, right here, right Code red right here, here, right here Code red right here, right here, right Turn off the radio, damn We don't real shit no mo' off the radio, damn right We don't hear shit no mo' Shit no mo', no mo' Turn off the radio, I wanna hear real shit
You We dip! You dip? We dip! You dip? We dip! Oh, go get lit Ay, ay, ay, ay, ay Huh, uh, huh, uh, huh, uh Huh, uh, huh, uh, huh, uh