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homixide – scam likely lyrics

[intro: saint la’ron]
yeah n+gga, got it on me in the booth right now n+gga
new glock n+gga, all black you know what the f+ck goin’ on

[verse 1: saint la’ron]
trackhawk jeep it go 200, don’t do no walking (smash)
this n+gga hit me for a band, i don’t do no talking (n+gga what?)
stinging, plus that sh+t for 20 bands, he got that roll off it (haaaa)
on the phone with b.o.a, i need them bands i did a claim off it (on god)
she gon’ f+ck on me and then my mans cause we both bosses (boss)
i be rocking gucci, you in vans, yeah this drip flossing
got a promo and got some iphones once again, i got a thing for it (thank you)
palm angels on my shirt and [?] cause b+tch i drip harder
he spent 40 dollars and he made a 10 (he made a 10?)
load back up on genesis, do it again (back to back)
they say scamming is a sin, forgive me then (lord forgive me)
boy you a middleman, you can’t even up no 10 (what, what?)

[verse 2: homixide]
aye, pull up to thе bank but nah this ain’t no stickup (nah)
i’m at the atm just doing a bunch of pickups
brink trucks, brink trucks, yeah that’s me (yеah, that’s me)
i just pulled off on the kalb county pd (skrrr)
finna ball on ’em like we dressing out for p.e (ball on ’em)
everytime i make a play, it’s like i score a td (score a td)
we be blowing money fast, feeling like big meech (free big meech)
choppa bullets on his ass, he look like swish cheese (brr brr brr)
brand new benz, i just might punch some more antiques for my granny
brodie call and tryna learn some new techniques to this scamming
call that b+tch back for the pin and drop a 10 in her chicken (drop a 10 in her chicken)
i just swiped a b&b, i think it’s time to go check in
mixed the bb with the vv’s. i just 3d’d my necklace (3d’d)
let me teach your ass a lesson ’bout the school of finessing (finessing)
i just ran off on that n+gga, know that sh+t so depressing (bye bye)
we done burnt out all the cpn’s, we need new addresses
[verse 3: saint la’ron]
(yeah) hit that row with the pack, gotta get it all (pack)
talk to my sack, like what the f+ck, i done snort it all (what?)
i be plugged, my phone say he got me some (eeee)
tell ’em pull up right now n+gga, i’ma buy ’em all
want some wocky wocky and some tylenol (haaaa)
she gave me sloppy toppy, i ain’t ask at all (nahhh)
she just whip that thing out and start going hard
[?]
if i say who you back then i’m doing fraud (d+mnnn)
maybe be like a sp+ceship and go to mars
having h+lla bluefaces, rich homie quan (cash)
i’m still fighting these cases, i’m out on bond (dash)
gucci, louis and prada, i got a ton (yeahhh)
you a fool if you think we not having some
[?], we got on some
how you scammer and you ratting to avalon? (how?)
b+tch i be dabbing, you know that i’m having some
put that stick on his ass and i bet he gon’ run (phew)
i be dropping these cheques, man i do it for fun (cash)
b+tch where that [?], eat ’em right up for lunch
ran out of [?], n+gga went on a hunt
your b+tch she gon’ choose on me cause i’m the one
we having tools, n+gga wide as [?]
44 on a 20 ounce, n+gga i’m done (drank)
[verse 4: homixide]
we come with them sticks just like the motherf+cking navy (grrr, bah
two fn’s on me, call them b+tches club [?]
might just come through in your trap, i’m throwing bullets like brady (i’m throwing bullets like brad)

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