ShittyBoyz - Scam Wizards lyrics
[ShittyBoyz - Scam Wizards lyrics]
Ayy, ayy, ShittyBoyz
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
I'm really different with this shit
You treat her like a queen
Ain't shit different 'bout that bitch
Punches working magic
I'm a wizard with the drip
One shot'll end it all
feel like Lillard in this bitch
Opps hate it when I bring up the Drac'
Soulja Boy thought bro was Ice Cube
How he on the road with boy
This ain't daycare in the whip
But we holding toys
Big pape on us, the check 'bout long as
Jamming at the self-scan, hand on the swivel
Don't believe what you say like
Yo ass Chicken Little
I blow money, I used to pick up every nickel
I'm shooting at the opps
I used to shoot it off the dribble
Fuck Outback, Granite City for the steak
Fuck yoga class
Get 'em stretched with the Drac'
Fuck the opps and every
Breathe that they take
Fuck Poshmark, StockX for the BAPE
Gucci footwork but I don't
Step with no snakes put that 'Wood down
You smoking less than a eighth
Check hit for ten
Feeling blessed in the bank
Tryna make some rights for every
Left that I make
No more locked doors
Got the keys like Alicia
Master with the cards but I'm
Punching with the Visa
Walked in with more drip than Aquafina
Nicknamed the chop "August"
Got it singing like Alsina
Dummy, we really charged up
Got more hoes on me than a Starbucks
Big chop, it'll blow yo car up
Ball like I hoop, tell the opps guard up
Bro jam three times, walk away, do his dance
I pay three for 'em
Stuff three in these pants
I got two on my own
I ain't need a helping hand
Niggas say they want beef but
Be dodging like a Ram swear to God
I don't text nobody but some hams
Stan told me I can't be fucking on my fans
Money on the floor then
We cancelling all plans
No cap but my pockets stay
With bread just like jam
Off White shirt, string hanging from the tag
Glock with a 30, beam hanging from the MAG
Bro off a Perc', if he aiming then it's bad
Fucking up stores, clerks hate it when I jab
Tip-toeing out the store with a Television
Drip on me, yo bitch got the aqua-vision
Y'all suck, that's word to the opposition
In the room giving speeches? You a politician
Tre on my hip, I can't lose my reputation
Bitch got me fucked
She won't share her location
Lando got gas with him like the gas station
Nigga, fuck the US, this a ShittyBoyz nation
(Helluva made this beat, baby)
I'm really different with this shit
You treat her like a queen
Ain't shit different 'bout that bitch
Punches working magic
I'm a wizard with the drip
One shot'll end it all
feel like Lillard in this bitch
Opps hate it when I bring up the Drac'
Soulja Boy thought bro was Ice Cube
How he on the road with boy
This ain't daycare in the whip
But we holding toys
Big pape on us, the check 'bout long as
Jamming at the self-scan, hand on the swivel
Don't believe what you say like
Yo ass Chicken Little
I blow money, I used to pick up every nickel
I'm shooting at the opps
I used to shoot it off the dribble
Fuck Outback, Granite City for the steak
Fuck yoga class
Get 'em stretched with the Drac'
Fuck the opps and every
Breathe that they take
Fuck Poshmark, StockX for the BAPE
Gucci footwork but I don't
Step with no snakes put that 'Wood down
You smoking less than a eighth
Check hit for ten
Feeling blessed in the bank
Tryna make some rights for every
Left that I make
No more locked doors
Got the keys like Alicia
Master with the cards but I'm
Punching with the Visa
Walked in with more drip than Aquafina
Nicknamed the chop "August"
Got it singing like Alsina
Dummy, we really charged up
Got more hoes on me than a Starbucks
Big chop, it'll blow yo car up
Ball like I hoop, tell the opps guard up
Bro jam three times, walk away, do his dance
I pay three for 'em
Stuff three in these pants
I got two on my own
I ain't need a helping hand
Niggas say they want beef but
Be dodging like a Ram swear to God
I don't text nobody but some hams
Stan told me I can't be fucking on my fans
Money on the floor then
We cancelling all plans
No cap but my pockets stay
With bread just like jam
Off White shirt, string hanging from the tag
Glock with a 30, beam hanging from the MAG
Bro off a Perc', if he aiming then it's bad
Fucking up stores, clerks hate it when I jab
Tip-toeing out the store with a Television
Drip on me, yo bitch got the aqua-vision
Y'all suck, that's word to the opposition
In the room giving speeches? You a politician
Tre on my hip, I can't lose my reputation
Bitch got me fucked
She won't share her location
Lando got gas with him like the gas station
Nigga, fuck the US, this a ShittyBoyz nation