(Yo, Fasco, you made this?)

I'm the king of this scam shit, nigga, let's go (let's go)
I been juggin' all day sippin' dirty Faygo
I can buy five chains and I still won't go broke (I can't)
I'm a well-known scammer I gotta lay low (lay low)
You can run in my crib and say hi to the Draco (boom-boom, Dracos)
When I touch down to Houston I'm slidin' with Draco (Dracos)
Put a bag on your head you gon' die if I say so (say so)
Better stay real close to your bitch 'cause I take hoes (take those)

I say the truth in these songs, never lied
I don't think you wanna beef cause I ain't stoppin' 'til you cry
Banned his Instagram account he couldn't make it if he tried (no)
I'm finna buy a new Glock with OBN on the side (gang shit)
I got bags on my thighs like I play for the league
I been winnin' lately, they won't play for my team
You take somethin' from me, get put on a tee (bah, bah)
I got rich by myself no one put on for me
Unemployment burnt out now these broke niggas panickin'
He wore that fit for a week, straight like a mannequin, damn (he's poor)
That sound like some broke shit
He wanna slide on me but been on some ho shit
They say it's beef but they never approach it
Wanna play you could get your identity stolen
Put the words on my arm because I know I'm chosen
You can fuck for the night but can't stay to the mornin'

I'm the king of this scam shit, nigga, let's go (let's go)
I been juggin' all day sippin' dirty Faygo
I can buy five chains and I still won't go broke (I can't)
I'm a well-known scammer I gotta lay low (lay low)
You can run in my crib and say hi to the Draco (boom-boom, Dracos)
When I touch down to Houston I'm slidin' with Draco (Dracos)
Put a bag on your head you gon' die if I say so (say so)
Better stay real close to your bitch 'cause I take hoes (take those)

Uh
I'm drinkin' Wocky and Wocky I'm tired of this- uh
Uh, I'm drinkin' Wocky and Wocky I'm tire-
I'm drinkin' Wocky and Wocky I'm tired of this shit
Got the hunnid round brrt on the side of that bitch
She tryna kick it, I only want top and that's it
Man, I feel like Vin Diesel I'm drivin' this bitch
Uh, I'm off the wocky and wocky I'm tired of this shit
Man I feel like Vin Diesel I'm drivin' this bitch
Got the hunnid' round brrt on the side of that bitch
I smell like gun smoke by the load out my choppa
I'm bangin' this bitch, Andre Iguodala
I ran up some racks only took me six hours
I came from the dirt bitch you know I'ma pop it
These niggas ain't turnt, yeah, I'm ballin' for real
I just left out of Shyne and I bought a new grill
Rick Owens, Rick Owens, I'm trim, ew
Reach for my chain, pussy, you gon' get killed
We got yoppas on yoppas, we like Navy SEALS
These niggas they broke, I don't know how that feel
Rick Owens, Rick Owens, I'm trim, ew
Two hundred racks, nigga, that ain't no deal
I'm on my way to the bank, still
I'm on my way to the bank, still
I'm a real savage just like 21
For my birthday my lil' bitch bought me a new gun
They said they like my car I'm like which one?
My pockets my pockets they on Big Pun
On my way to the bank bouta' pick up some racks
If you see that ho with me, she might not come back
I don't fuck with these rappers them niggas be cap
On my way to my show bouta' pick up my gat'
My neck is on froze and my wrist is too
Get to that money, yeah, that's what I do
All my bitches they turnt I can't fuck with no scrubs
Ten thousand in ones, 'bout to fuck up the club
Coach know that I'm ballin', I never get subbed
What the fuck is you flexin', yeah, that's just a dub

I'm the king of this scam shit, nigga, let's go (let's go)
I been juggin' all day sippin' dirty Faygo
I can buy five chains and I still won't go broke (I can't)
I'm a well-known scammer I gotta lay low (lay low)
You can run in my crib and say hi to the Draco (boom-boom, Dracos)
When I touch down to Houston I'm slidin' with Draco (Dracos)
Put a bag on your head you gon' die if I say so (say so)
Better stay real close to your bitch 'cause I take hoes (take those)