Frauds

Lyrics

[Intro] Phew, huh Ayy, ayy, Cap, damn Fraud niggas, frauds, ayy Huh, R-A, Skrt, U-D, ayy Ayy, frauds Huh, damn, ayy ayy Ayy [Chorus] How many guns you got, fuck nigga, how many guns you gon' shoot? 'Cause I ain't got time to be going back and forth on the internet with you I don't fuck with fraud niggas, fraud niggas what's with you? And these shots from the .30, boy, it'll ruin a nigga' tissue And everybody that's with you, you ain't blowing pistols I'ma make a big issue, we blowing missiles Niggas better not diss remember I'll catch ya These niggas straight bitches Killers go when I send 'em, boss sent you on a mission Playing every line in scrimmage Niggas in they feelings [Verse] Niggas, they in they feelings Got a car with no ceilings I ain't killing no civilians I'm killing niggas who killing children I don't fuck with fraud niggas, fraud niggas what's with you? I can see it in your eyes, lil nigga You a straight bitch, you ain't with the shits Fuck nigga you ain't with it, peel back your fitted Nigga think this shit funny, punch him like J-Money Used to do the opps, fuck niggas with the cops, ten murderers in my inbox Saying I'm gon' die you a liar, sneak diss, you gon' get dropped I'ma make a big issue, fuck nigga what's with you When all your money gone let's see if that nigga still with you [Chorus] How many guns you got, fuck nigga, how many guns you gon' shoot? 'Cause I ain't got time to be going back and forth on the internet with you I don't fuck with fraud niggas, fraud niggas what's with you? And these shots from the .30, boy, it'll ruin a nigga' tissue And everybody that's with you, you ain't blowing pistols I'ma make a big issue, we blowing missiles Niggas better not diss remember I'll catch ya These niggas straight bitches Killers go when I send 'em, boss sent you on a mission Playing every line in scrimmage Niggas in they feelings