Scams & Grams ft. TCB San Lyrics

Cherish all these moments, I ain't out here tryna fuck it up

Niggas claiming they on go, but never buckle up

Saving all these hunnids for the times we ain't have enough

I swear to God, that ballin' ain't a crime, this shit ain't addin' up

All this shit I seen, I done seen a bunch of fiends

Screamin' R.I.P. my brother, he was there before the cheese

Damn my nigga really gone, he won't never supposed to leave

Niggas actin' like they hatin', but they really copy me

I been gettin' to them racks, niggas know I'm into that

I been out here tryna hustle, hit a bank, or flip a bag

Really out here on my own, niggas out here tryna ask

Before you see me on my ass, you probably see me as a dad

You ain't really having motion, if the feds ain't never tapped

Apple pickers grabbin' phones, get a thousand every jack

If the trap is movin' slow, make the money off the mac

If you juggin' then you know, all I do is state the facts

If you juggin' then you know, all we know is state the facts

We get bowls of the Za and we get bowls of the Plats

Try and get it for the lowest, then we hit em' with the tax

Niggas tryna take my, we gon' hit em' with the Mac

Try and take my chain, I'ma hit you with the Mac

Bad bitch, stupid thick, I'm tryna hit it from the back

Thousand dollars, all tens, lookin' like I'm sellin' crack

AT&T bangin' shit out like I'm Shaq

Got a ski mask and a blick, that's what you call movin' tact

We don't need a hook, we is not Kareem

Twenty-five pills, put em' in my jeans

I'm a Libra, so I weigh it on my triple beam

Ballin' on these niggas, they keep callin' triple teams

Before I hang out with a lame, I'd rather hang out with the fiends

Come and tap in, get you with your, you can come and tap in

We can get you what you need

Don't you tell me tap in, you ain't never seen a bean

Got my bitches swingin' pieces, they like monkeys in the trees

Put that motion over health, load the bit before I eat

I guess I'm stuck inside my ways, ain't no money changin' me

I'll pull this money out the walls, bet this shit'll drop your jaws

Makin' profit every week, niggas should've been a boss

Got some money in my mattress, that's gon' catch me if I fall

I spend money on my fashion, cashin' out inside the mall