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[Intro] Dylvinci got the code Cool on the beat boy Yes, yes [Chorus: BoofPaxkMooky] You not forreal, we get it popping, just like a pill My bitch she a option, she a scale You be so mad, why you so ill? We having checks nigga, yeah forreal I got a pop, he off the pill You niggas broke, can't be forreal We going up, like a hill I ain't gon lie, my pockets filled I'm having green, like the bill I got this lean, no I can't spill Man be forreal, yeah, man be forreal Man be forreal, yeah, man be forreal You niggas not forreal [Verse 1: BoofPaxkMooky] You cannot hang Dart on mе, man I don't gotta aim Pansy nigga stay away [?] I'm only coming for savings You ain't even talking no bands I put this cash, nigga, in a [?] I know this money, shawty said shе know me Hop in the metro, now it's boomin' Hop in the Mazi, now I'm shooting She going dumb man, going stupid It got you clueless, delusional Pull the Glock out, you start moving I get to shooting shit like a movie [Chorus: BoofPaxkMooky] You not forreal, we get it popping, just like a pill My bitch she a option, she a scale You be so mad, why you so ill? We having checks nigga, yeah forreal I got a pop, he off the pill You niggas broke, can't be forreal We going up, like a hill I ain't gon lie, my pockets filled I'm having green, like the bill I got this lean, no I can't spill Man be forreal, yeah, man be forreal Man be forreal, yeah, man be forreal You niggas not forreal [Verse 2: 10kdunkin] My pockets fat, I think yours on SlimFast Hop in the coupe with your hoe, I'ma do the dash I pop up quick just like you used [?] Man we finessed you, my nigga that's too bad Pockets filled with blue hunnids, they too sag Her mouth was so good I almost bought her a new bag She know I'm just playing, I can't do that She keep shaking her ass like that I might [?] Got old hoes calling my phone I might change my line If it ain't broke don't fix, tell that hoe to stay in line Imma run to this money, you already know I barely got time Back to back foreign coupes, I be balling with no hoop Me and Boof throwing alley-oops Shoot some shit like we got nothing to lose All these hoes coming in by the deuce [Chorus: BoofPaxkMooky] You not forreal, we get it popping, just like a pill My bitch she a option, she a scale You be so mad, why you so ill We having checks nigga, yeah forreal I got a pop, he off the pill You niggas broke, can't be forreal We going up, like a hill I ain't gon lie, my pockets filled I'm having green, like the bill I got this lean, no I can't spill Man be forreal, yeah, man be forreal Man be forreal, yeah, man be forreal (Cool on the beat boy) You niggas not forreal (Dylvinci got the code)