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Scam Brothers Lyrics – Punchmade Dev

Scam Brothers is a new english song by popular singer Punchmade Dev Feat Ot7QUANNY published by Punchmade Dev Channel. Find the proper lyrics of Scam Brothers song.

Scam Brothers Song Details:

SongScam Brothers
AlbumPunchmade Dev
SingerPunchmade Dev Feat. Ot7QUANNY
LyricsPunchmade Dev
MusicPunchmade Dev
LabelPunchmade Dev
Artist Punchmade Dev Feat. Ot7QUANNY
Language English
Songs GenreMorden Song
Released DateNov 17, 2023

Scam Brothers Song Lyrics

Start of the Lyrics

A National Woman Was Surprised To Discover Basically That Someone Had Stolen Her Wallet While She Was Grocery Shopping

But It’s What Happened Next That She Says Was Truly Shocking. In A Matter Of Minutes, The Thieves Had Racked Up Thousands Of Dollars In Credit Card Charges

Here’s How They Did It, And What You Need To Know To Keep It From Happening To You

I’m The King Of This Scam Shit, Nigga Let’s Go
I Been Juggin’ All Day Sipping Dirty Faygo
I Can Buy 5 Chains And I Still Won’t Go Broke (No I Can’t!)
I’m A Well-Known Scammer I Gotta Lay Low
You Can Run In My Crib And Say Hi To The Draco
When I Touch Down To Houston I’m Sliding With Jraco
Put A Bag On Your Head You Gon’ Die If I Say So
Better Stay Real Close To Your Bitch ‘Cause I Take Hoes

I Say The Truth In These Songs, Never Lied
I Don’t Think You Wanna Beef Cause I Ain’t Stopping Till You Cry
Banned His Instagram Account He Couldn’t Make It If He Tried
I’m Finna Buy A New Glock With OBN On The Side
I Got Bags On My Thighs Like I Play For The League
I Been Winning Lately, They Won’t Play For My Team
You Take Something From Me, Get Put On A Tee
I Got Rich By Myself No One Put On For Me
Unemployment Burnt Out Now These Broke Niggas Panicking
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 Hoe 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 Morning

I’m The King Of This Scam Shit, Nigga Let’s Go
I Been Juggin’ All Day Sipping Dirty Faygo
I Can Buy 5 Chains And I Still Won’t Go Broke (No I Can’t!)
I’m A Well-Known Scammer I Gotta Lay Low
You Can Run In My Crib And Say Hi To The Draco
When I Touch Down To Houston I’m Sliding With Jraco
Put A Bag On Your Head You Gon’ Die If I Say So
Better Stay Real Close To Your Bitch ‘Cause I Take Hoes

Uh
I’m Drinking Wocky A Wocky I’m Tired Of This- Uh
Uh, I’m Drinking Wocky A Wocky I’m Tire-
I’m Drinking Wocky A Wocky I’m Tired Of This Shit
Got The Hunnid Round Brrr 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 Driving This Bitch
Uh, I’m Off The Wocky A Wocky I’m Tired Of This Shit
Man I Feel Like Vin Diesel I’m Driving This Bitch
Got The Hunnid’ Round Brrr On The Side Of That Bitch
I Smell Like I Smoke By The Load Out My Choppa
I’m Banging This Bitch, Andre Iguodala
I Ran Up Some Racks Only Took Me 6 Hours
I Came From The Dirt Bitch You Know I’ma Pop It
These Niggas Ain’t Turnt Yeah I’m Balling For Real
I Just Left Out The Shine And I Bought A New Grill
Rick Owens, Rick Owens, I’m Trippin’, Ew
Reach For My Chain, Bust It, 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 Trippin’, 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 Boutta’ Pick Up Some Racks
If You See That Hoe With Me, She Might Not Come Back
I Don’t Fuck With These Rappers Them Niggas Be Cap
On My Way To My Show Boutta’ 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 One’s, Boutta’ Fuck Up The Club
Coach Know That I’m Balling, 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
I Been Juggin’ All Day Sipping Dirty Faygo
I Can Buy 5 Chains And I Still Won’t Go Broke (No I Can’t!)
I’m A Well-Known Scammer I Gotta Lay Low
You Can Run In My Crib And Say Hi To The Draco
When I Touch Down To Houston I’m Sliding With Jraco
Put A Bag On Your Head You Gon’ Die If I Say So
Better Stay Real Close To Your Bitch ‘Cause I Take Hoes

End The Lyrics

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