BabyTron, AllStar JR - Scam Stars lyrics

BabyTron [ames Edward Johnson II] Ypsilanti, Michigan. U.S.

[BabyTron, AllStar JR - Scam Stars lyrics]

(Marc Boomin, this you?) phew, phew
(Let's get a bag)
Bitch, yeah, yeah, ShittyBoyz
(Boomin need extras)

Real ratchet, twelve hundred on some jeans
(This shit crazy)
Bad habit's, 'nother band on my feet
(Thou'-wow)
Get my dick sucked, pulling up on fiends
(Phew) fuck the trap, nigga, Tron got
Me scamming all week, ayy
(Showed me something)
Real ratchet, twelve hundred on some jeans
(On some pants, nigga)
Bad habit's, 'nother band on my feet
(One thousand)
Get my dick sucked, pulling up on fiends
(I love to get your head)
Fuck the trap, nigga, Tron got
Me scamming all week, nigga

Off Whitе tee from Loose Cannon
With the polka dots me and JR, wе all-stars
Catch us throwing lobs
Bitch said I ain't the punch god
Think she smoking rocks scam vet
But still can make the yola and the soda lock
(Skrrt, skrrt)

I don't need seasoning
But niggas throwing salt
Throw a fin bullet at his head
That's gon' throw him off (Baow)
I got a bitch who got a
Nigga that just blow her off (Damn)
I sell blow and soft, Dior hoodie really soft

Luka Trončić
It's a bucket when I dribble through
Price firm, when I say that shit
It ain't no wiggle room
Talking 'bout a dime, at the
Best, you a nickel, boo
High as hell
The zaza man brought some Zkittlez through
(Phew)

JR Porziņģis, bitch
I'm tall and be slinging (Bang)
Shooter, that be banging, in Dallas
Get my chain lit
(Oh, yeah, this bitch bust down)
Kick dope and hoes with the same leg
Is it wrong for me to want
The brain 'til you braindead?
(I just want a lil' head)

Four hundred for the zip-up
I got a shark on me i'll run it up through
A Charley horse, bitch, i'm hard-bodied
2021s, it ain't no keys when we start Mazi
If I ain't get no giffies
Then that bitch used the card sloppy

Niggas beefing with they self
Old finished-ass (Get your broke ass home)
My old hoes need Pull-Ups, they pissy-ass
(Pissy-ass girl)
Gift R with some pussy, got the gift of gab
Fifty thousand in the messenger
This a shitty bag

If I don't call habibi, then it's akhi
He gon' blast some shit
Pouring Wocky in exotic pops
This how rappers live shittyBoyz, 2022
We gon' have matching kit's
Jugg Messiah, if she say I'm not
That shit blasphemous (Phew)

Somehow, I'm not in jail, this miraculous
(This is amazing) my brother smacked in the
Shell off the Actavis
(This motherfucker gone)
JR chop tease tricks, do a backer flips
So, nigga, shut the fuck up
You not an activist
(Don't be taking up for niggas)

All this rap money that I make
Mama mad I swipe call of Duty shit
Chopper got a holographic sight
On my way to pour up
I had to stop and grab a Sprite
Vin Diesel through the hood
Won't catch me stopping at a light

Real ratchet, twelve hundred on some jeans
Bad habit's, 'nother band on my feet
(I got some fucked up habit's)
Get my dick sucked, pulling up on fiends
(I'm pulling all on)
Fuck the trap, nigga, Tron got
Me scamming all week, ayy
(Tron, how the fuck you do this?)
Real ratchet, twelve hundred on some jeans
(On some pants)
Bad habit's, 'nother band on my feet (Bitch)
Get my dick sucked, pulling up on fiends
(That's all I do)
Fuck the trap, nigga, Tron got
Me scamming all week, nigga
(I should've been did this, bro)

Yeah, you gotta jam it 'til it beep (Beep)
Huh, you gotta jam it 'til it beep (Beep)
Yeah, you gotta jam it till it beep (Beep)
Called up R, we been scamming all week, ayy
ShittyBoyz

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