Scamming Hams

Lyrics

[Verse 1: BandGang Biggs] Why the fuck these niggas acting rich, but they ain't copping shit? My niggas get to bussing at your top, and they is not gon' miss Oops, I think I'm tripping, spilling lean on my Prada kicks She bring me back the [?], so I put Gucci on my bottom bitch Field trip, might blow six, in every picture, I throw six Smoke opps and smoke zips, if I want him, bro, go get him Acting homophobic, I don't fuck around with ho niggas 45 shoot like Jordan, if you opping, I feel no tension Room full of killers, big broom leave you missing I ain't even gotta move, Big Boom come and get you Pool full of liquor, your bitch swimming in my seaman She bent over on her hands and toes, like she playing defence Adding up the [?], then subtracting from my friends and foes Hit the club with gang, and we act out like we ain't got self control Come fuck with a boss, I know your bitch get tired of hearing no's How much money I make off scamming hams? World may never know How much money I make off scamming hams? World may never know How much money I make off scamming hams? World may never know Hit the club with gang, we act out like we ain't got self control How much money I make off scamming hams? World may never know [Verse 2: BabyTron] Huch got me freezing like an Eskimo Told the source before I buy it, gotta test the load We gon' sweep him, [?] I bet we send him home Unc got keys from Mexico, [?] Texico Dawgy living wrong, tryna impress the hoes Couldn't crack it from the start, they tryna guess the code You can't show your paperwork, I don't respect you, bro Off Whizzy kicks, I fucked around and Ex'ed the toes I've been high for days Overdid the shrooms, while I was geeking off a pint of quay On my Super Sayen shit, but I ain't reach my final stage Whip a U.F.O., might fuck around and go to hyperspace Ribs scam, I'm finna hit the giffy ray When you really in that war zone, it ain't no mini map Took a 20 there, I brought a 60 back Took a 50 there, and I made 6 digits Us vs them, shit, that's a big difference Cutty linebacker in the field, he hit sticking Drop top, arm out, I let my wrist glissin Brodie moving like the walking dead, 'cause he was [?] [Outro: BabyTron] S.B.D., S.7T. Double X [?] Live from the Lab with the BandGang What's the deal, Biggs? Hey Hey [?] scam