Million Dollar Criminal

By Punchmade Dev

Released on September 22, 2023

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[Intro]

Let's steal a kid like Sound of Freedom, let’s sell him for 50K, we just need a way to reach him

Eyewitness news reporter David Gonzalez tells us

"They're losing hope that they'll ever see their money again" (Come on)

A bank transfer scam has left a huge hole in an Oceanside couples’ life savings

In February, Marc Beardsley was tricked into wiring $68,000 of his own money overseas

After a large sum of money appeared in his Wells Fargo checking account


[Chorus]

Send your bank account to me, you'll never see that shit again

Bring a Chase account to me, then I'ma drop a check for ten

I'm not a rapper (Nope), but to cover up, I might pretend (I might)

I'm the reason why there's more fraud, I made a trend (I'm the reason)

Why would I ever scam my fans?

We can split it down the middle, do you have an SSN?

Do you work at T-Mobile? If you do, lock me in

'Cause I could punch a hundred phones in two days without walking in (Easy)


[Verse]

That’s a hundred thousand dollars in two days

Punch a phone or hit a ****, we can make that in two ways

I came a long way from playing on 2K

I’m not sitting on the game, I'm outside busting a play (Peasant)

You’re not rich, but I am, we don't relate (At all)

I'm a multi-million dollar criminal with super pape' (Millionaire)

Richest rapper from my city and my state

Every time I leave the house, I got bitches yelling my name

Every time I get around a bitch, she begging for my chain

You sell pics on OnlyFans for five dollars, that’s a shame

It's a hundred-forty thousand dollar pendant without the chain

If I let you wear this bitch, it'll never hit the same

I know you can't afford it, get the fuck up out my face

Never mind, you got good credit, let me take you on a date (Come on)

I'm tryna open up three loans using your name

Quit that job and come and work for me, I'm giving better rates

You can't afford to sit with me, I paid five hundred for this steak

I paid six hundred for this cup, I guess I got expensive taste

Paid seven hundred for these jeans, they unreleased, you got to wait

I paid eight hundred for these shoes, I wore 'em once, threw them away


[Chorus]

Send your bank account to me, you'll never see that shit again

Bring a Chase account to me, then I'ma drop a check for ten

I'm not a rapper, but to cover up, I might pretend (I might)

I'm the reason why there's more fraud, I made a trend (I'm the reason)

Why would I ever scam my fans?

We can split it down the middle, do you have an SSN?

Do you work at T-Mobile? If you do, lock me in

'Cause I could punch a hundred phones in two days without walking in