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babytron - scam season lyrics

[intro]
sh+ttyboyz

[verse 1]
yo plug is a ham, get yo source right
road running with them cards, this my fourth night
bro in her walls, beat ’em down like it’s fortnite
smacked off a ‘wood, eating [?] this my fourth flight
if swiping was a sport, i’d go d1
bro’ll blow yo ass like steph blew that 3+1
yeah, you talking bands but i ain’t seen one
take them dirt b+lls off yo feet, these the clean ones
[?] till you see me up a hundred blues
i jugged about a hundred hams out a hundred shoes
i know about a hundred goons with a hundred tools
if they pull up, they gon’ probably leave a hundred tombs
the only thing on my head is [?]
donny bands, that’s my dawg, don’t get thrust on
flex in the big b’s, i used to have the chucks on
ham asked where her shoes at, get the f+ck on

[chorus]
thrusted up on that b+tch for no d+mn reason
busting juggs if i gotta play, my mans eating
all year nonstop, just ask [?]
on the road, turn around, this that scam season
thrusted up on that b+tch for no d+mn reason
busting juggs if i gotta play, my mans eating
all year nonstop, just ask [?]
on the road, turn around, this that scam season
[verse 2]
bro slide down like he finna share a snapcode
downlow [?] them scams, f+ck a trap phone
[?] got some sh+t in glock’ll break yo backbone
red and blue beams on the straps, this ain’t zap zone
.223s in this chop’ll make you tipped over
i don’t shoot, he in the back, don’t get picked over
play with my kin? that’s something you get k!lled over
loubs on like i stepped in kool+aid that’s spilled over
mar like to shoot that heat, call him “goran dragić”
i could probably fly with these wings on my robin pockets
bringing up me in fake clothes? boy, you need to stop it
i’m yo plug favorite plug, something like a socket
foreign fits and i’m balling, call me “gallinari”
i got more slides on me than a park at kalahari
when i pop, don’t be on my line saying that you sorry
if you see me riding in that bimmer then i’m with [?]

[chorus]
thrusted up on that b+tch for no d+mn reason
busting juggs if i gotta play, my mans eating
all year nonstop, just ask [?]
on the road, turn around, this that scam season
thrusted up on that b+tch for no d+mn reason
busting juggs if i gotta play, my mans eating
all year nonstop, just ask [?]
on the road, turn around, this that scam season
[verse 3]
lavar ball, never lost with these 101s
kyrie irving with these pieces, that’s a one and done
bro said we in the bonus so i’m shooting [?]
pocket rocket in my robins, i don’t do no one+on+ones
four figures off a scam, call me “ric flair”
paid a band for my coat, that’s why yo b+tch stare
ham keep on getting scammed, this they fifth pair
hoes said the sh+ttyboyz broke, i’m like, “b+tch, where?”
got that sh+t on me like a landfill
need a beat? come and holler at stanwill
if i don’t got a play, i know that stan will
swear that you popping percs, put away them advils
turn around in the whip like i got yaga’d
mama said, “son, how you get balenciagas?”
one day i’ma ride a raf, f+ck an impala
i love the money, i just want some d+mn commas

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