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Dylvinci Got The Code Sake World shit, block Boy shit D Phoenix, turn the fuck up Yah, ayy, uh, yah, ayy, uh Yah, ayy, uh, yah, yah, ayy, uh 39 (39), 27 (27, yuh) 39 (39), 27 (27, yuh) I don't hang with niggas, love to beef with niggas Hit the corner, up the pole when I see them niggas And I put that on my soul, I'm never changin', nigga Where he at? Mama crib? Let's go get this nigga (skrrt) Pull up with a strap, back up, back up (bitch) Glock hold 13, lil boy act up In this shit 'till I'm dead (gang, gang), I give two fucks Try Sake World, and that's your luck I'm geekin', I'm rollin' off molly Can't feel my face and I can't feel my body Niggas want talk to me, don't got the time Who said they pullin' up? These niggas lying, ayy, uh Had a long day so I pop me a perk, hit them niggas where it hurt And I'm gon' stay hard headed, 'till I'm on my shirt (Dylvinci Got The Code) Let 'em pull up on me (huh), leave 'em in the dirt (bitch) .40 with a dick (woo), Yung Weej let it squirt (yeah) Twerk, twerk, I might fuck your bitch Cuban on my wrist, 18 and I'm rich Kickin' shit, kickin' shit, popping' shit, uh Walk in the store and I'm coppin' shit, uh How your diamonds rented? Brand new Porsche, I hop up in it Hit the corner, sound like skrrt, skrrt, A.P. make my wrist hurt Big ring hurt my finger, I'm gon' make her knees hurt (yah, ayy) Yah, ayy, uh, yah, ayy, uh Yah, ayy, uh, yah, yah, ayy, uh 39 (39), 27 (27, yuh) 39 (39), 27 (27, yuh) Yeah, uh, yeah, uh Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah Dylvinci Got The Code Sake World shit, block Boy shit D Phoenix, turn the fuck up
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