[Intro]
(Ayy, Tay, run that shit back)

[Verse 1: ScammLikeelyy]
You wanna hit me up for scams? Hit my Telegram
Or you can DM your number on my Instagram
I got 'em sendin' logins to get some bands
I just split through a fifty, that's with my mans
I can trust him with the cash 'cause he gettin' bands
I see a n***a walkin' up, but it's just a fan
I can show you how to order phones off a different plan
They just sent SSN, I just found a ham
Everybody say I'm taxin', I'm Uncle Sam
Everybody know Boogz, I know Destin Graham

[Verse 2: MBK Boogz]
A lot of people think they know me, only know my first name
OG hate I scam 'cause this n***a love the dope game
When that new package came in, I bought some Dolces
I can make a n***a savings, all I need is four days
So I packed up my bag, then I got up in that whip
Man, I lovе makin' money, so I stay takin' trips
If you got good business credit, wе can benefit
Hit the clerk for five times, bet that bitch had a fit

[Verse 3: Dee Grant]
Okay, n***a, you ain't really lit, huh
Pop a Perc', then smoke a Black, I gotta shit
On the road, tryna pop a clerk like a zit
This a Palm Angel joggie, I'm just fresh, tryna get fit
You just rappin', you just actin', you ain't trappin', huh?
I got E with me right now, so you can tap in now
How you trappin', you can't even cop you more than five?
I'm in T-Mobile just tryna get me twenty lines
[Verse 4: Babyfxce E]
Baby micro Drac', give me twenty-five
Throw a party in the stu', we need twenty lines
Come tap in with the phones, I got twenty lines
We ain't got a hundred-eighty blicks, but we got twenty 9s
Yeah, talkin' 'bout them handguns
Bro got hit and still upped the score, he got an and-one
Lil' bro done tried shootin' blick, tryna blam somethin'
I ain't take a trip in two weeks, we need to plan somethin'
Yeah, need to hit the interstate
She suck me up and got the nerve to ask me, "How you feelin', Fxce?"
I ain't even touch a million yet, so I ain't feelin' great
Pass me another cup of lean so I can fill my face