[Intro]
Yeah, okay, I like that
Huh, yeah
It’s a scam party, throw yo MSRs up
Huh, yeah, that’s how I’m coming on this bitch
Bitch
[Chorus]
Yeah, it’s a scam party, throw yo MSRs up
Huh, yeah, huh, okay
It’s a scam party, throw yo MSRs up
Whole team full of all-stars, they can’t guard us
If you sliding 201s, throw yo cards up
I been plugged in for a minute, now I’m charged up
If you know yo BIN fire, fill that cart up
Bright-ass future but my past, it was dark once
[Verse 1]
Catch him out, leave his ass holey, crucified his ass
Paid for my dinner off a punch, I ain’t dine and dash
Smacked the counter up at Hutch, where the diamonds at?
Unless it’s Chrome Heart or Off-White, I don’t like to cap
ShittyBoyz, Dog Shit Militia, yeah, that’s gang ‘nem
Gen5, Glock 23, yeah, we bang them
Lil’ Stan up some big pape’, still the same him
Getting up for real through this bitch, tryna break the rim
They don’t know about them failed plays and them dummy missions
Bitch hate my guts but I still be in her tummy with it
They’ll never show a ounce of love if you a bummy nigga
So I’m tucked away in my bag, bitch, I’m duffy zipping
Gotta leave the hate and fake love in yo rear-view
When you shouting out they gon’ act like they don’t hear you
Bro tripping, it’s a Trackhawk when he steer through
You could be Michael fucking Myers, wouldn’t fear you
Saks, Neiman’s, we done fucked the mall up
Scats, Demons, pull up and get my balls sucked
Racks like Serena, hit the strip and throw it all up
I’ll never touch six feet but I got tall bucks
[Chorus]
Yeah, it’s a scam party, throw yo MSRs up
Huh, yeah, huh, okay
It’s a scam party, throw yo MSRs up
Whole team full of all-stars, they can’t guard us
If you sliding 201s, throw yo cards up
I been plugged in for a minute, now I’m charged up
If you know yo BIN fire, fill that cart up
Bright-ass future but my past, it was dark once
[Verse 2]
I just let the phone ring when I’m getting pape’
Young money, we got four Nickis, popping out with Dracs
When we road tripping, only time we stopping in some states
I got twenty bitches out in Cali tryna give me face
Thinking I’m a pack? Boy, this ain’t that, I’ll get you laced
Shoes on my feet but they Off, strings say “shoelace”
All my niggas shooting like we hoop, we don’t play 2K
If you on that list, we X you out, you better pray you ain’t
It’s a scam party, prolly got yo granny SSN
It’s a scam party, don’t pull up if you got less than ten
Gotta learn to kick that door down if they don’t let you in
You won’t catch me without Ben Frank, we the best of friends
SB, this shit thicker than blood, we can’t let you in
I been being patient knowing I’ma be the next to win
DSM, T-double H-L, ain’t no extra friends
Swimming for a while in that deep, grew some extra fins
[Chorus]
Yeah, it’s a scam party, throw yo MSRs up
Huh, yeah, huh, okay
It’s a scam party, throw yo MSRs up
Whole team full of all-stars, they can’t guard us
If you sliding 201s, throw yo cards up
I been plugged in for a minute, now I’m charged up
If you know yo BIN fire, fill that cart up
Bright-ass future but my past, it was dark once