[Chorus: Cashout Mike]
I can't tell if it's true (if it's true) if it's fake (if it's fake)
I can't tell if it's true or not (Woo)
When I'm bored in class, I move to the back, and pour me up some Wock'
When I pull up in that Scat, that shit go back, fuckin' up the lot (Fah, fah)
I been runnin' up these bands, and I don't think that it's gon' stop
I can't tell if it's true if it's fake
I don't know if it's real or not
When I'm bored in class, I move to the back, and pour me up some Wock'
When I pull up in that Scat, that shit go back, fuckin' up the lot
I been runnin' up these bands, and I don't think that it's gon' stop

[Verse 1: Jay Eazy]
I never cared for a cap and gown
I did that shit for Mama Dukes
Back in high school, used to mix the Henny with the orange juice
Pops left, so I fuck hoеs and dip, that's what that trauma do
Since I got bread, I could nevеr get curved, that's what them commas do

[Exchange verses: Cashout Mike & Jay Eazy]
All this money, just keep comin' in
It look like the Scarface scene with the money machine
I booked me a flight, and I'm off to Japan
She [?]
I'm fiendin', I'm pourin' that Wock' in a can
My shit is purple as if I was dumping a liter
[Verse 2: Cashout Mike]
I'm up in a [?] I'm not finna [?]
I'm broad as a bitch, and I look like a lamb
New diamonds all on me, and they finna dance
You talk to me wrong, and I'll ruin your plans
That bitch, she eating me up with no hands
I got a Glock with a dick, it's a trans'
My money go up, bitch, it levitate
Slide on opp', you would not live another day
Money go up and the rest go another way
Making a song like a mother on Mothers Day
It's a SRT, not a GRT, and I'm pulling it up on a lot
I'm a MVP, everybody know me, I'm the king of my city, you not
Phone on DND, so don't contact me, if you call me again, you get blocked
Got a lil' baddie, and she all on me, she got [?], and lights go off

[Verse 2: Jay Eazy]
Nice lil' brown skin, I got a new shorty, my ex [?]
She wanna slide like Michael, woah
I clear it out like ISO ball
We bag it up, oh, swipe those cards
Gucci and Louie, I like those stores
I cash out like Michael does
Gave shorty a band, while I show love

[Chorus: Cashout Mike]
I can't tell if it's true (if it's true) if it's fake (if it's fake)
I can't tell if it's true or not (Woo)
When I'm bored in class, I move to the back, and pour me up some Wock'
When I pull up in that Scat, that shit go back, fuckin' up the lot (Fah, fah)
I been runnin' up these bands, and I don't think that it's gon' stop
I can't tell if it's true if it's fake
I don't know if it's real or not
When I'm bored in class, I move to the back, and pour me up some Wock'
When I pull up in that Scat, that shit go back, fuckin' up the lot
I been runnin' up these bands, and I don't think that it's gon' stop