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frank ab - btb savage lyrics

[intro]
(dk, you ain’t cookin’ up)
it’s a scam happening all over the country that could become a big problem
account takeover fraud
it steals your money and all you can do is sit back and watch it happen

[chorus: btb savage]
send the wire out, i’m finna tell her ass to walk in
msrs and blank checks on me when i walk in
you tryna put that money on the floor? we can talk then
my partner from the a and he don’t scam, he still call me twin
wake up early morning, hit up wells and grab a backend
my country play just say he on the way, i’m finna tax him
i got diors on my feet while i’m rockin’ filthy fashion
caught a flight with them checks, you can call me frank ab’s twin

[verse 1: btb savage]
n*ggas mad ’cause i ain’t put ’em on, be mad then
i’m switchin’ five thousand to my partner, go wrap sh*t
he keep f*ckin’ up the bag, so i put on my side b*tch
walk inside of louis, then i step out on fly sh*t
doin’ claims in boa, i’m finna call the fraud department
7k went instant, i’m dunkin’ sh*t like lamarcus aldridge
pullin’ wire fraud, i guess i’m a hidden bank robber
she hit the road with a hundred and drove it like it ain’t nothin’
they all want the sauce from me, i woke up with my phone jumpin’
told the guard i’ma be impatient ’til that box come in
real exotic ‘bows in the trap got the spot jumpin’
i don’t need to call around, boy, i really got money
n*ggas always snitch when pullin’ fraud, so keep that sh*t safe
them checks like glass, boy, we really got them b*tches this way
drop a check and pull up to boa, i need everything
twenty*two thousand on that claim, i ball like desmond bane
[chorus: btb savage & ysr gramz]
send the wire out, i’m finna tell her ass to walk in
msrs and blank checks on me when i walk in
you tryna put that money on the floor? we can talk then
my partner from the a and he don’t scam, he still call me twin
wake up early morning, hit up wells and grab a backend
my country play just say he on the way, i’m finna tax him
i got diors on my feet while i’m rockin’ filthy fashion
caught a flight with them checks, you can call me frank ab’s twin (yung sak runner)

[verse 2: ysr gramz]
i don’t know sh*t about scams, so i’m callin’ $cams
i done sold a hundred*some ‘bows, that’s why they call em gramz
when i was f*cked up out here, i couldn’t call you, d*mn
my n*gga out here doin’ logs*in, i’ma tap you in
savage say it’s bands on the floor, n*gga, tap me in
i’m plugged in, give me five hundred for a cpn
he got the sauce, he ain’t tryna help you, that ain’t really your mans
you the type of n*gga backdoor your friends
tapped in with my scam friends, made a hundred bands
this n*gga $cam ain’t pick up, so i’m callin’ dez
police*ass n*gga, you the type of n*gga call 12
i’m ’bout to drop a mixtape, i’m finna call rell
this n*gga wasn’t talkin’ ’bout money, so the call failed
he talkin’ ’bout he need some quick bands, he tired of takin’ l’s

- btb savage lyrics

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