Correction Lyrics ScamYouLous by Bfb Da Packman

Featuring(s) : Teejayx6 & FMB Longmoney

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[Intro BFB Da Packman & Teejayx6]
Yo', are y'all with the Lunch Crew Company?
Teejay, what's the f*ckin' deal, nigga?
(What up my nigga, BFB Packman, what's the deal?) Yeah
Hahaha (My nigga Caasi, turn up) I'm so proud of you, Caasi
Eat a doughnut, bitch, look

I got plans to hear, tell my bitch hand me beer 'cause I got my mans in here
Chandelier when I pull through the block with a droptop, cherry colored Panamera
Almost got jammed this year
So I lied to my momma, told her no more scams this year
Tried to swipe me up ten milly cash (Yellow)
Pullin' these scams this year
I got plans to hear, tell my bitch hand me beer 'cause I got my mans in here
Chandelier when I pull through the block with a droptop, cherry colored Panamera
Almost got jammed this year
So I lied to my momma, told her no more scams this year
Tried to swipe me up ten milly cash (Yellow)
Pullin' these scams this year

[BFB Da Packman]
Yeah, run up a hundred
Yeah, of course, I mean a thousand
Bobby Shmurda with the dance moves
Bobby Brown with the plug
Hot sauce with the handles
Burn the cookie with the flower
If I get Lizzo in the same crib, we gon' f*ck every hour
Yeah, and I meant it
Every word out a niggas mouth
Screenshottin' DMs just for clout
Sellin' rabbit food in a drought
Swipe, uh, I'm sorry
North nigga makin' noise in the south
Yo' daddy rat, yo' whole family mouse
And you guessed it, bitch, you a mouse
Niggas mad I'm here, but this my show
Better know I got that mag in here
She be glad I'm here
Whip white, but the inside black, nigga, lookin' like a panda bear
Niggas sit down on VladTV tellin' on they self with Vladimir
Kick a bitch kids out before a f*ck like lil' nigga, yo' daddy here

[Teejayx6]
Nigga run off, put the price on his head
Got a hundred racks stacked up under my bed
Got a hundred iPhone's stacked up in my closet
I'ma put a nigga on a tee if you cross me
Scammed a lil' kid and I gave him some green
That's why you lil' kids shouldn't be drinking lean
I'm 'bout to go pop me a bean
In the Walmart swipin' with a brand new piece
You don't even own that car, it's a lease
My dog too wild, gotta put him on a leash
Mini draco sittin' on the seat
f*ck Instagram, leave it in the streets
Pop a nigga, leave him where he at
Swipe in Walmart, leave out the back
f*ck yo' bitch, leave out the back
I'm 'bout to go spend me a rack

[FMB LongMoney]
I ain't pay for the p*ssy, you dead
But you know that I get everything off of credit
Tell a bitch that I'm young and reckless
When I get in that p*ssy, I'm crashing and wrecking
And I'm killin' whoever in first
[?] before I let you put me second
He told me you gon' leave right after you f*cked
Like, bitch, you guessed it
If my mans in here, you know that it's bands in here
You better stop playin'
We used to be fakin' it, now look, we makin' it
Now everybody wanna be our friends
[?], but never again
I had to find myself, made me a plan
Started sellin' weed, I had every strand
Never did [?] 'cause I need an advance
You is here now, but where was you was when I was deep up in them trenches?
Rich street nigga, I just want the money, but rappin' came with intentions
Don't compare me to none of these rappers, 'cause we in a different division
I got plans, this shit linked with Packman and this just the beginning, yeah

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