Fraud

Tay Keith, fuck these niggas up Hitmaka forever I ain't never fall in love with a bank and that broad I'm a trapper not a scammer, ain't shit by me fraud, you heard Wait, what And I put that on God Pull up, too, too-too, too-too Shit, I shoot up your yard What they talking 'bout Chorus I ain't never fall in love with a bank and that broad I'm a trapper not a scammer, ain't shit by me fraud, you heard Wait, what And I put that on God Pull up, too, too-too, too-too Shit, I shoot up your yard, yeah Thug nigga, she just wanna fuck for a Patek Woo Ridin' through the city with your bitch causin' havoc Dope boys shit send a brick to an addict Give her dope dick, she says she love when I'm nasty Verse 1 I just wanna fuck her with my chains on and flash it Rich Told her, Tell my name, if you mean it don't hide me Blowin' on that carpet, I was Aladdin, she Jasmine And that bitch I fucked don't know my name, she call me daddy First nigga in my hood with them pods just like paddin' Young and flashy, I'm in the traffic, almost crashed it Skrrt Almost all my bitch exotic, she gon' fuck me for my fashion Go Bring your friend around, she wanna tag team Swear she livin' single like she Maxine I know she got a nigga, still don't act clean Keep one eye on her 'cause she's a trap queen And bitch, I'm packin' Haan Chorus I ain't never fall in love with a bank and that broad I'm a trapper not a scammer, ain't shit by me fraud, you heard Wait, what And I put that on God Pull up, too, too-too, too-too Shit, I shoot up your yard, yeah Thug nigga, she just wanna fuck for a Patek Woo Ridin' through the city with your bitch causin' havoc Dope boys shit send a brick to an addict Give her dope dick, she says she love when I'm nasty Verse 2 Blue hunnids like Avatar Yeah None of my bitches average CokeBoy, you's a ho, boy, I been had it Haan Chanel number five, she like coco and karats Ridin' round with this stick, feel just like a caddie Bah-bah, bah-bah Swervin' in that Ghost, move like Ghost, got the Power Skrrt Trapper turned to rapper, made a million in an hour Haan Took your bitch to Turks and Caicos just so she could tan Tan Boyfriend sweat, he kickin', boy, he's just Lieutenant Dan Lieutenant Dan Got his wifey and she told me he's a fan He's a fan Spend so much on Saint Laurent, they tried to ban Woo Bitch please, diamonds hittin', Jackie Chan Chan Fuck you mean I'm just sayin' Chorus I ain't never fall in love with a bank and that broad I'm a trapper not a scammer, ain't shit by me fraud, you heard Wait, what And I put that on God Pull up, too, too-too, too-too Shit, I shoot up your yard, yeah Thug nigga, she just wanna fuck for a Patek Woo Ridin' through the city with your bitch causin' havoc Dope boys shit send a brick to an addict Give her dope dick, she says she love when I'm nasty Outro I ain't never fall in love with a bank and that broad I'm a trapper not a scammer, ain't shit by me fraud, you heard Wait, what And I put that on God Pull up, too, too-too, too-too Shit, I shoot up your yard