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lirik lagu dont need scamming – scammlikeelyy

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[intro: baglife tee]
(j, this sh*t too crazy)
yop
yeah, i’m on my ysr gramz sh*t, n*gga
yeah, n*gga, yop
n*ggas gettin’ they head bust and sh*t

[verse 1: baglife tee]
i’m finna slide down his block, i don’t need no addy
i’m bringin’ ratchet b*tches to the block, i don’t want no baddie
just chewed a percocet, that b*tch taste so nasty
i’ll beat a lil’ n*gga ass like his f*ckin’ daddy
oh, your mama talkin’ sh*t? let me call my mammy
i can make a zip disappear like i’m doin’ magic
just put a three in a one*liter, got me sleepin’ rappin’
wipe a lil’ n*gga nose with a k, he don’t need no napkin
[verse 2: scammlikeelyy]
b*tch, i been had a bag, i don’t need no scammin’
big f’s on the forgis, i don’t need no davins
i done ran it up on fraud, i don’t do no cappin’
i’ma run it up off the phones, i don’t do no trappin’
i’m in the studio with tee and drich
i just rolled an opp in a slap and poured a six
we got thirty*round clips, that’s for the bl!cks
i can show you how to get a bag from eight to six

[verse 3: ysr dee rich]
fifteen hundred for this ‘fit, i’ma wear it twice
so many big diamonds in bro chain, look likе a bag of ice
he think he got a half brick, but it’s a bag of ricе
you can hit a clerk fast for 10k if you do it right
if you think you f*ckin’ with me, you off a line of coke
walk in the club with my gun, i really had that b*tch in my coat
you payin’ monthly on your whip, you got a car note
it’s so much money on the floor and you broke, you ain’t got no hope

[verse 4: baglife tee]
i pour an eight of wockhardt just to feel myself
you a broke n*gga havin’ no motion, i’d k!ll myself
i’m putin’ n*ggas in the ocean, i do the drill myself
today, i’m walkin’ with the glock on me, the k on the shelf
my n*gga got a k the size of an elf
he tried to spray that b*tch the other day and he needed help
this, this glock got a switch, it shoot itself
you know your sh*t ain’t gettin’ mixed right if it ain’t me or rell
[verse 5: scammlikeelyy]
i don’t f*ck with what’s*his*name ’cause that n*gga tell
i know n*ggas slime you out, free ysl
i be out in cali doin’ scams and buyin’ bales
i can show you how to get some money off buy and sell
i be in the six like von and dale
if you wanna learn how to scam, go buy a dell
all these n*ggas want my bullets, go buy a sh*ll
business credit for the

[verse 6: ysr dee rich]
bro just cash apped me for a hit, who tryna ride with me?
i got some fresh cash cards, who tryna slide with me?
i got a glock 19 and bro brung four*five with him
overk!ll on bro, i don’t think he dead, put your knife in him
5k for a bully, this the exotic kind
h*ll yeah, i paid for your b*tch hair, she got a crazy mind
yeah, this a draco, but this a baby kind
fifty dollars for an eighthy, bro, keep your ‘wood, ’cause i’m facin’ mine

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