Fraud Gods

Fuck a hoop run, catch me running in the bank
You rather get yo shit beat
running in the paint bro a Wockstar
Catch him running to the drank
If there's money on the floor then
I'm running like I'm late
Flash and the grip on the stick
This ain't Black Ops
Double mashed potatoes with the steak
I'm at Black Rock fraud God
Feeling like a wizard on that laptop
Her credit score 800, I hit the jackpot

Best Buy green with the slides, nigga
Thank God punched all the J's that dropped
'cause I hate lines sleeping overnight
I ain't even finna waste time
Sprint on the phone
Fake playing me eight lines
What the fuck? I done lift
Like I can't drive
Should I punch everything like I hate slides?
In Walmart, hood on like I'm Trayvon
Good money order
Five minutes I done made five

On the road dodging 12 like it's GTA
Was in school thrusted like fuck a GPA
Scamming ain't right, but it's the easy way
I ain't tryna thrust
It's just the joggy off the Yeezys day

This some lil' shit
Moncler off the Bathing Ape
Three racks stuffed in the tape
That was made today
If it's online then it's free
I don't gotta pay still hitting phones
Made her state like my name Jake

Bitch, we can't go on dates
Eat off this paper plate clay scoring
Got him pouring fours in his Gatorade
Used to be hurting
So I'm thankful for the play today
Feeling like I'm Kobe
Shoot a shot and make him fade away

I don't like milk
But the Choppa make a nigga shake
I'm strapped, bro strapped too
It's a double date tryna jack? Get yo ass
Off like you masturbate
I'll put you on, but niggas lame
Niggas rather hate

All hustle, no slack, I can't teach this
God bless the scam
I do my dance when the piece hit
Jugging ham
Hit him with the block like defense
Balmain tag in my jeans
You wearing cheap shit
Good drip on me, bitch, I splash like Aquaman
Specialize in cracking heads
I done jugged a lot of hams
Boy say he wanna flip his money? I got a ham
Cash out that cheap shit or we can do