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scam brothers - punchmade dev lyrics

[intro]
a national woman was surprised to discover basically that someone had stolen her wallet while she was grocery shopping

but it’s what happened next that she says was truly shocking. in a matter of minutes, the thieves had racked up thousands of dollars in credit card charges

here’s how they did it, and what you need to know to keep it from happening to you

[chorus: punchmade dev]
i’m the king of this scam sh*t, n*gga let’s go
i been juggin’ all day sipping dirty faygo
i can buy 5 chains and i still won’t go broke (no i can’t!)
i’m a well*known scammer i gotta lay low
you can run in my crib and say hi to the draco
when i touch down to houston i’m sliding with jraco
put a bag on your head you gon’ die if i say so
better stay real close to your b*tch ’cause i take hoes

[verse: punchmade dev]
i say thе truth in these songs, nevеr lied
i don’t think you wanna beef cause i ain’t stopping till you cry
banned his instagram account he couldn’t make it if he tried
i’m finna buy a new glock with obn on the side
i got bags on my thighs like i play for the league
i been winning lately, they won’t play for my team
you take something from me, get put on a tee
i got rich by myself no one put on for me
unemployment burnt out now these broke n*ggas panicking
he wore that fit for a week, straight like a mannequin
d*mn (he’s poor!)
that sound like some broke sh*t
he wanna slide on me but been on some hoe sh*t
they say it’s beef but they never approach it
wanna play you could get your identity stolen
put the words on my arm because i know i’m chosen
you can f*ck for the night but can’t stay to the morning
[chorus: punchmade dev]
i’m the king of this scam sh*t, n*gga let’s go
i been juggin’ all day sipping dirty faygo
i can buy 5 chains and i still won’t go broke (no i can’t!)
i’m a well*known scammer i gotta lay low
you can run in my crib and say hi to the draco
when i touch down to houston i’m sliding with jraco
put a bag on your head you gon’ die if i say so
better stay real close to your b*tch ’cause i take hoes

[verse: ot7 quanny]
uh
i’m drinking wocky a wocky i’m tired of this* uh
uh, i’m drinking wocky a wocky i’m tire*
i’m drinking wocky a wocky i’m tired of this sh*t
got the hunnid round brrr on the side of that b*tch
she tryna kick it, i only want top and that’s it
man i feel like vin diesel i’m driving this b*tch
uh, i’m off the wocky a wocky i’m tired of this sh*t
man i feel like vin diesel i’m driving this b*tch
got the hunnid’ round brrr on the side of that b*tch
i smell like i smoke by the load out my choppa
i’m banging this b*tch, andre iguodala
i ran up some racks only took me 6 hours
i came from the dirt b*tch you know i’ma pop it
these n*ggas ain’t turnt yeah i’m balling for real
i just left out the shine and i bought a new grill
rick owens, rick owens, i’m trippin’, ew
reach for my chain, bust it, you gon’ get k!lled
we got yoppas on yoppas, we like navy seals
these n*ggas they broke, i don’t know how that feel
rick owens, rick owens, i’m trippin’, ew
two hundred racks n*gga, that ain’t no deal
i’m on my way to the bank, still
i’m on my way to the bank, still
i’m a real savage just like 21
for my birthday my lil’ b*tch bought me a new gun
they said they like my car i’m like which one?
my pockets my pockets they on big pun
on my way to the bank boutta’ pick up some racks
if you see that hoe with me, she might not come back
i don’t f*ck with these rappers them n*ggas be cap
on my way to my show boutta’ pick up my gat’
my neck is on froze and my wrist is too
get to that money, yeah that’s what i do
all my b*tches they turnt i can’t f*ck with no scrubs
ten thousand in one’s, boutta’ f*ck up the club
coach know that i’m balling, i never get subbed
what the f*ck is you flexin’, yeah that’s just a dub
[chorus: punchmade dev]
i’m the king of this scam sh*t, n*gga let’s go
i been juggin’ all day sipping dirty faygo
i can buy 5 chains and i still won’t go broke (no i can’t!)
i’m a well*known scammer i gotta lay low
you can run in my crib and say hi to the draco
when i touch down to houston i’m sliding with jraco
put a bag on your head you gon’ die if i say so
better stay real close to your b*tch ’cause i take hoes

- punchmade dev lyrics

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