CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Scam Wizards
Ayy, ayy, Sh*ttyBoyz
Helluva made this beat, baby
I'm really different with this sh*t
You treat her like?a?queen, ain't sh*t?different 'bout that b*t*h
Punches working magic,?I'm a wizard with the drip
One shot'll end it all,?feel?like?Lillard in this?b*t*h
Opps hate it?when I bring up the Drac', Soulja Boy
Thought bro was Ice Cube, how he on the road with boys
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 a** Chicken Little
I blow money, I used to pick up every nickle
I'm shooting at the opps, I used to shoot it off the dribble
F**k Outback, Granite City for the steak
F**k yoga cla**, get 'em stretched with the Drac'
F**k the opps and every breathe that they take
F**k Poshmark, StockX for the BAPE
Gucci footwork but I don't step with no snakes
Put that 'Wood down, you smoking less than an 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
N***as say they want beef but be dodging like a Ram
Swear to God, I don't touch you, nobody but some hands
Stan told me I can't be f**king 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
F**king up stores, clerks hate it when I jab
Tip-toeing out the store with a Television
Drip on me, yo b*t*h 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
B*t*h got me f**ked, she won't share her location
Lando got gas with him like the gas station
N***a, f**k the US, this a Sh*ttyBoyz nation
Helluva made this beat, baby
I'm really different with this sh*t
You treat her like?a?queen, ain't sh*t?different 'bout that b*t*h
Punches working magic,?I'm a wizard with the drip
One shot'll end it all,?feel?like?Lillard in this?b*t*h
Opps hate it?when I bring up the Drac', Soulja Boy
Thought bro was Ice Cube, how he on the road with boys
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 a** Chicken Little
I blow money, I used to pick up every nickle
I'm shooting at the opps, I used to shoot it off the dribble
F**k Outback, Granite City for the steak
F**k yoga cla**, get 'em stretched with the Drac'
F**k the opps and every breathe that they take
F**k Poshmark, StockX for the BAPE
Gucci footwork but I don't step with no snakes
Put that 'Wood down, you smoking less than an 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
N***as say they want beef but be dodging like a Ram
Swear to God, I don't touch you, nobody but some hands
Stan told me I can't be f**king 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
F**king up stores, clerks hate it when I jab
Tip-toeing out the store with a Television
Drip on me, yo b*t*h 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
B*t*h got me f**ked, she won't share her location
Lando got gas with him like the gas station
N***a, f**k the US, this a Sh*ttyBoyz nation
