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(David, wake up)
 Let's go
 Fuckin' with the scammers we gon' make the bank go on alert
 Fuckin' with the circle we gon' put your partner on a shirt
 Feelin' kinda evil I should probably go and pray today
 Feelin' kinda trap-ish I might go and catch a play today
 Fuckin' with the scammers, I fucked around and caught another play
 Told my bro to take his time and get 'em smush'd another day
 Soon a bitch get comfy like she love me, find another bae
 They know we 'bout action I'm still packin' like a runaway
 Bullet proof Durango truck inside the hood, don't shoot at me
 My young thug, he a gunna to the opps, but he's still pushin' Ps
 Bitch quit tryna act like you ain't fuck and let that pussy breathe
 Sold that hoe some cookie smoke, she gave up her cookie tree (damn)
 We ain't tryna cook a key, my bro rich off of trees only (trees only)
 Fucked up we ain't givin' fronts, you still ain't sold that weed smoky
 Make this shit athletic like recess, he tried to swing on me (ha)
 Bitches balance must be off the weight they tryna lean on me
 Lost so much designer I fuck around and still bring some Yeezys out (Yeezys out)
 She told me to leave it in back then they tried to leave me out
 Did some dirt inside the streets, some niggas tryna see me 'bout (tryna see me)
 We can do some punchin' but right after I'ma squeeze it out
 I'm on my way to a payment still can't relate to a statement
 Lil Quincho came from the pavement these niggas got me mistaken
 My youngin' slide with the quickness
 To shock a nigga like Raiden
 I'm stackin', trackin' my bacon
 These different foreigns what I'm racin'
 Let's go
 Fuckin' with the scammers we gon' make the bank go on alert
 Fuckin' with the circle we gon' put your partner on a shirt
 Feelin' kinda evil I should probably go and pray today
 Feelin' kinda trap-ish I might go and catch a play today
 Fuckin' with the scammers, I fucked around and caught another play
 Told my bro to take his time and get 'em smush'd another day
 Soon a bitch get comfy like she love me, find another bae
 They know we 'bout action I'm still packin' like a runaway
 Had to grab another phone, my last droid was hot as fuck
 Had to grab another broad, my last vibe was too stuck up
 Might go start a navy fed and have Lil Juney fill it up
 A red eye and a Cullinan you know I like to mix it up
 I get money fifty different ways my sons will never drive
 Kicked that nigga out the spot today 'cause he ain't have his fire
 The streets ain't for you niggas, go to college nigga hit DeVry
 Clip a nigga with this .45, I'm feelin' like Kawhi
 Count up eighty watching HBO, that's just some petty shit
 Go and get a SBA or PPP, quit beggin' bitch
 Tryna take the easy route, the internet providing funds
 Feelin' kinda paranoid, so everyday I'm buying guns
 Tell yo bitch quit starin' before I take her to my residence
 Hangin' with these wolves in the jungle, that's my element
 Everything I got, it from the streets ain't get no settlement
 No we not alike 'cause me and you is different specimens
 Tryna stop the schemin' but I'm having and it pay too much
 All these diamonds on me she gon fuck, ain't gotta say too much
 Let's go
 Fuckin' with the scammers we gon' make the bank go on alert
 Fuckin' with the circle we gon' put your partner on a shirt
 Feelin' kinda evil I should probably go and pray today
 Feelin' kinda trap-ish I might go and catch a play today
 Fuckin' with the scammers, I fucked around and caught another play
 Told my bro to take his time and get 'em smush'd another day
 Soon a bitch get comfy like she love me, find another bae
 They know we 'bout action I'm still packin' like a runaway
 

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Duration
02:57
Key
1
Tempo
107 BPM

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