Fake Kickin Texako
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[Intro]
Dylvinci Got the Code!
Plugg!
[Verse]
At two parties, and I smash and crash
Smash and I dash (You fake kickin')
Every party‚ smash and I dash‚ yeah (Woah)
Come here hoe and pay some bone for this cash‚ yeah
We just hit the mall and we finessed 'em, we flexin' (Fake kickin' it)
I just don't know what to do, I don't know‚ I don't know
I don't know, (Fake kickin' it) I don't know
I don't know, I don't know‚ I don't know, I don't know
Why you be fake kickin' it? (Plugg!)
Why you be fake kickin' it?
Why these rappers lyin', they just fake kickin' it
All on a name for some clout, they be fake kickin' it
They think that I be really goin' with that, huh
But I always see right through that
Man, you niggas fake, can you stop that, can you stop?
Why y'all be dick ridin'? Yeah
Y'all be dick ridin' niggas that came out of jail and snitched on they mans
All because they got a couple thousand and some fans
Boy, you do that all for the clout, close yo' mouth
You niggas fake, and I might as well call you out
(Plugg!) You only be ridin' his mink 'cause you got no clout
And you tryna just take some of his fame, just get out my mouth
Boy, get out my mouth, get off my dick, get off my kids
Boy, when I see you in the street, I'll show you how it is
Piguet, .380, Glock dismiss him like hollow tips
Yeah, I know you remember bein' no kid
Just keep yo' mouth closed and you won't have to go through this
Hey, bitch, I'm on my hood shit, I don't know, I don't know
Dylvinci Got the Code!
Plugg!
[Verse]
At two parties, and I smash and crash
Smash and I dash (You fake kickin')
Every party‚ smash and I dash‚ yeah (Woah)
Come here hoe and pay some bone for this cash‚ yeah
We just hit the mall and we finessed 'em, we flexin' (Fake kickin' it)
I just don't know what to do, I don't know‚ I don't know
I don't know, (Fake kickin' it) I don't know
I don't know, I don't know‚ I don't know, I don't know
Why you be fake kickin' it? (Plugg!)
Why you be fake kickin' it?
Why these rappers lyin', they just fake kickin' it
All on a name for some clout, they be fake kickin' it
They think that I be really goin' with that, huh
But I always see right through that
Man, you niggas fake, can you stop that, can you stop?
Why y'all be dick ridin'? Yeah
Y'all be dick ridin' niggas that came out of jail and snitched on they mans
All because they got a couple thousand and some fans
Boy, you do that all for the clout, close yo' mouth
You niggas fake, and I might as well call you out
(Plugg!) You only be ridin' his mink 'cause you got no clout
And you tryna just take some of his fame, just get out my mouth
Boy, get out my mouth, get off my dick, get off my kids
Boy, when I see you in the street, I'll show you how it is
Piguet, .380, Glock dismiss him like hollow tips
Yeah, I know you remember bein' no kid
Just keep yo' mouth closed and you won't have to go through this
Hey, bitch, I'm on my hood shit, I don't know, I don't know
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