Scammers and Robbers

Lyrics

[Intro] Pour gas on 'em, Klimax PradaDidIt [Chorus] I'm in the club with the scammers, I be with the robbers and killers and hangers She wanna fuck me, I pay for the titties and buy the girl, "What are you drinking?" Why is you playing? You don't wanna win Regular day, I came with a ten You will got shot, why you hangin' with them? Dirty Draco, yeah, we payin' with them News, uh Pull up with the "Fah-fahs," put him on Fox 5, ooh Huh, niggas been studyin', watching all my moves (Moves, moves) I'm in line, my niggas ain't got these shoes Sh-sh-she want designer, she want the finer things Baby, I need your heart and what it brings I know if I don't got you I got lean I'm different so, yeah, you should listen In this group, we get too damn explicit And my 'Wood burnin' slow like a Philly I just land in the six like I'm Drizzy I'm in 'Ronto, I'm drippin' like KILLY Spent a twenty, I don't got a stimmy What's your answer? You don't gotta hear me I be talkin' but you never hear me Smokin' bags, this Gelato kidney It ain't fair the way I be gettin' it Why my cup be so dark like my pigment? (Pigment, pigment, pigment) [Chorus] I'm in the club with the scammers, I be with the robbers and killers and hangers She wanna fuck me, I pay for the titties and buy the girl, "What are you drinking?" Why is you playing? You don't wanna win Regular day, I came with a ten You will got shot, why you hangin' with them? Dirty Draco, yeah, we payin' with them News, uh Pull up with the "Fah-fahs," put him on Fox 5, ooh Huh, niggas been studyin', watching all my moves (Moves, moves) I'm in line, my niggas ain't got these shoes Sh-sh-she want designer, she want the finer things Baby, I need your heart and what it brings I know if I don't got you I got lean I'm different so, yeah, you should listen In this group, we get too damn explicit And my 'Wood burnin' slow like a Philly I just land in the six like I'm Drizzy I'm in 'Ronto, I'm drippin' like KILLY Spent a twenty, I don't got a stimmy What's your answer? You don't gotta hear me I be talkin' but you never hear me Smokin' bags, this Gelato kidney It ain't fair the way I be gettin' it Why my cup be so dark like my pigment? (Pigment, pigment, pigment)