No Scam

Ay ay ay ay
Y'all bitches ain't running no scams
Y'all some fucking loan babies
Some 20k babies
(All of these bitches on me cause I'm lit ay)
All of these bitches on me cause I'm lit
He try to play me I'm fucking his bitch
I got the drop like I'm Dracula
Fo' of the wock in the back I ain't passing 'em shit
Flipping the work need a spatula
Car in my wood I just spent 100k on a fit
She want to take a bitch down
I'm trying to go in the crib want to eat in the whip
That nigga mad I broke his heart
I don't need keys this push to start
Bitches want to talk down, run down, pull up on a skateboard lil bitch I am Bart
Hitting my target playing darts
She switching roles can't play her part
I'ma pull up like Jason, hellcat engine I'm racing, Mario Kart, bitch

Brand new Glock no safety
These bitches mad they can't erase me ay
These niggas mad they hate me
These niggas mad whole time can't date me ay
Don't fuck with niggas they rapey
These niggas weirdos think they want to take me, no
Pussy wet up like the navy
I got the bread and the dough like bakeries, yeah

Making money like my dad
Bitch I don't need me no man ay
All of your moves went bad
Bitches ain't running no scams ay
White bitch she off of the blow
I call her Lindsey Lohan ay
Baby let me take control
I'ma ride it no hands ay

Hit that lil nigga, forget him
When I get sad money making it better ay
Bitches ain't stacking no cheddar
Bitches Sahara my pussy game wetter ay
I was down bad by my lonely ain't get no call, no text, no letter, ay
These niggas fake and they phony I'm on they necks and I can't never let up, ay
Bitch call me Frida I need me a eater
Sit on her face like the front of a Beamer
I get me a bag and I'm bossing my team up
Bad bitch from the projects she think she a diva
I drop a bag I just tatted my sleeve up
And they getting dragged cause these bitches can't keep up
I take your Nigga and don't even keep 'em
No I send him back to you tasting like me
Run up on me and get beat up
Or you get heat up I'm Stanley I keep me a steamer
Might off a bitch with my feet up
Roll me a O and I pour out the liter
Lost a few homies I don't give a fuck
I'm getting money it's all that I want
I never fronted a nigga the only time is when I'm getting hit from the front bitch

Making money like my dad
Bitch I don't need me no man ay
All of your moves went bad
Bitches ain't running no scams ay
White bitch she off of the blow
I call her Lindsey Lohan ay
Baby let me take control I'ma ride it no hands ay

Brand new Glock no safety
These bitches mad they can't erase me ay
These niggas mad they hate me
These niggas mad whole time can't date me ay
Don't fuck with niggas they rapey
These niggas weirdos think they want to take me no
Pussy wet up like the navy
I got the bread and the dough like bakeries yeah



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Writer(s): Jaelyn Jackson
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