Fraudulent Activity (f*cking Genius) lyrics

[Intro]
(Trapboy3k)

[Verse]
Made a million of computers, I'm a f*cking genius
My rap career looking up for me, I just got on Genius
I should be rich in two years 'cause I'm a f*cking genius
Disguised in the 'burbs, got on Nike and a black beanie
Scammed a state property, I feel like [?]
We tried to go in on some weed but he said he only had a single
My AR give melodies, but it is not a singer
My plug be giving out bars, but it don't make music
I got locked up in jail for stolen merchandise
And I won some commissary with some trick dice
In case I go broke, got 20 iPhones just sitting on ice
My Uncle Trey crazy I just f*cked around and slipped on this ice
Blowed off the juice, I just f*cked around and missed my flight
Punched a n*gga in his face, f*cked around and got my head fractured
The plug doing touchdowns, Greenbay Packers
I can tell when the cops are off, 'cause I got the tracker app
She ain't going broke, she just made a premium Snapchat
Wasted five thousand on some Don C fitted hats
Soon as I turned on his music, I just knew this n*gga was finna cap
Just like a white-boy would said, boy you full 'a crap
Hold a 'hunnid pints of Hi-Tek, my body full of red
You wondering why your pieces ain't hitting, 'cause the site is dead
You wondering why that method ain't working, because that sh*t is old
Scammed a n*gga for $20,000, I did him bold
Selling fours to my plug, he speak a whole different language
You'll barely see me in some Nike, gotta keep up with my image
Got robbed 'n you ain't doing nothing boy, I couldn't even imagine
Scamming n*ggas every day, boy, I do this with a passion
You got shot and let it go, how the f*ck you so passive?
Loaded up my chord, Imma' bout to go and get active
Tryna' hide my face, I'm doing fraudulent activity
The b*tch don't need a shovel, I can tell that she digging me
Bought some regular cookies, and I faked like they was edibles
The n*gga called me back like "Man, this sh*t incredible"
Tried to take his b*tch this n*gga think that he the Incredibles
800 credit score, so you know that I'm eligible
I got a free-ass method, I'm 'bout to tell it to you
My cousin seen me kill somebody, said "I'm telling on you"
This n*gga think his mans solid, boy, he telling on you
I had to block my girlfriend 'cause she be snitching on me
Got into an argument, she called the police on me
I had to go and hide my gun, she pulled a knife on me
A b*tch think she a real stripper, had her one night only
My b*tch got a Brazillian weave, it came from a pony