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punchmade dev - wicked lyrics

[intro]
i was just playing+
i was just playing man you feel me
the scam game wicked

[verse 1: punchmade dev]
the scam game wicked every new week my method burning out
when i walk up to the counter my piece approved i never turn around
that edd sauce had him turnt now he’s back working now
im rich now so i can drop a bag pay for a murder now
them punchmade members run the city we’re who you heard about
they banned my face from every bank in town i used a workaround
this new method that i tried was green i had to write it down
just paid a cut to every walmart worker that they got in town
i keep my msr in good shape everyday i wipe it down
i bend bank accounts outta shape log in and wipe it out
he thought i wasn’t him until i quickly typed his social out
i’m well known to take a credit card in my local town
i got more pape’ than all of yall combined yeah i get bands alot
my shooter back come lurking with a k while playing bandamont
i been running back and forth through different states with my atlanta thot
that rolex that you wearin ain’t bussin you needa change that watch

[verse 2: ak bandamont]
yeah i just went to flip a opp you betta change that block
i watched a n+gga body drop i hit him in his top
i gotta watch the sh+t i say cause they’ll tell the cops
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i just hit a brick wit my bare hands and now i got a knot
this sh+t’ll swipe for 30 iphones straight but do you got a spot
i burnt a dog and now his flavor flave and i don’t got a cop
i’m in the trap tryna step on a whole brick and i ain’t got pox
my og sent down with dogsh+t on ’em he look like pops
i just sold this b+tch a ice cube thats a crack rock
i’m feeling good i’m finna take a b+tch to black rock
and if i get mad i slide down to yo hood pull out a fat chop
you wacked them n+ggas whole hood we on the last opp
i just pack a punched a big chopstick we playin black ops
i told dev throw me a band so i can punch i’m tryna get a drop
they try and fl!ck me on the road i’m finna k!ll a cop
but let me find an opp on the next block i’m finna leave him sorry
hop out a n+gga bushes with a chop and leave him in the garden
the last n+gga survived a headshot now that boy r+t+rded
they tried and did a line of shi the streets left me heartless
shot him in his neck with a fn and his head departed
i got this one b+tch who kinda dumb but her head the smartest
b+tches got mad and broke my phone cause i ain’t kept a promise
i told you what it is from the day one atleast i kept it honest
[outro]
[whistling]

- punchmade dev lyrics

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