Scamma lyrics

[Pre-Chorus: FTG Reggie]
Most of my n*ggas is dead or in jail, You ain't seen what I seen you ain't felt what I feel
Start getting money you see how they switch, only stay with the family, I'm keeping it real
Bro in the cell they denied his appeal
He ain't doing no talking, ain't taking no deal
He on probation I told him to chill, We gon' run up these racks till I get me a mill'

[Chorus: FTG Reggie]
f*ck up the city they know we the hardest, gotta move a lil smarter they know I'm an artist
Haters gon' hate, the way we play, we winning don't give a f*ck about them regardless
She wanna rock and ride the wave, not today baby I told you I'm heartless
She wanna play with the kid I got options, she swallow my kids like they up for adoption
I should of known that these n*ggas was plotting, n*ggas like feds the way that we watching
Uh, big body whip you can't ride this yeah
Taking the opps off the block list
Call up my shooters they ready to pop sh*t, I already told you we ride with them chopsticks
Any problem, yeah my youngins is on it, forty thousand for the green like it's drop ship

[Verse 1-FTG Reggie]
I just be ballin' straight out of the gym, we gon' wet up your block like we know how to swim
My bro he a shooter, don't aim at the rim
Got that look in his eyes, say that he ready to win
Never look up to god we just sin and just sin
Four Glocks in the back we just spin and just spin
If bronem outside then we taking his friend
Metro gang we going hard 'till the end, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: FTG Reggie]
Uhhh, hopping outside of that Benz truck
She ain't sucking she (?) run it up now I ride with my bands tucked
She just mad that she f*ck with the gang yeah, I do what I do cause I can yeah
Your b*tch fell in love with a scamma, with a dope dealer toting hammers

[Chorus: FTG Reggie]
f*ck up the city they know we the hardest, gotta move a lil smarter they know I'm an artist
Haters gon' hate, the way we play, we winning don't give a f*ck about them regardless
She wanna rock and ride the wave, not today baby I told you I'm heartless
She wanna play with the kid I got options, she swallow my kids like they up for adoption
I should of known that these n*ggas was plotting, n*ggas like feds the way that we watching
Uh, big body whip you can't ride this yeah
Taking the opps off the block list
Call up my shooters they ready to pop sh*t, I already told you we ride with them chopsticks
Any problem, yeah my youngins is on it, forty thousand for the green like it's drop ship

[Verse 2: Toka Dinero]
Fifty thousand for this chain 'round my neck, try to to take it we gon' come for your neck
(?) we gon' kill em
Just made some money off of dropping fake checks
I ain't never do no sh*t I regret, street slime n*gga what you expect
You got big bands? You play it right
I done made thirty bands in a night
No (?) we doing swipes, I just might go and swipe for a flight
Big bands (?) in the night
Burberry mix it with Margiela yeah them diamonds they (?) from R Kelly
Yeah, my shottas gon' ride for me, and my real ones
Yeah, getting bands up, opp block we gon' slide in the bands truck
All these talk hot on the gram but, oh my god they some internet gangstas
n*ggas are all on my live, n*ggas talk hot but they never outside
n*ggas are all on my live, n*ggas talk hot but they never outside

[Chorus: FTG Reggie]
f*ck up the city they know we the hardest, gotta move a lil smarter they know I'm an artist
Haters gon' hate, the way we play, we winning don't give a f*ck about them regardless
She wanna rock and ride the wave, not today baby I told you I'm heartless
She wanna play with the kid I got options, she swallow my kids like they up for adoption
I should of known that these n*ggas was plotting, n*ggas like feds the way that we watching
Uh, big body whip you can't ride this yeah
Taking the opps off the block list
Call up my shooters they ready to pop sh*t, I already told you we ride with them chopsticks
Any problem, yeah my youngins is on it, forty thousand for the green like it's drop ship