Scam Stars lyrics

[Intro: BabyTron]
(Marc Boomin, this you?)
Phew, phew
(Let's get a bag)
b*tch, yeah, yeah, sh*ttyBoyz (Boomin need extras)

[Chorus: AllStar JR]
Real ratchet, twelve hundred on some jeans (This sh*t crazy)
Bad habits, 'nother band on my feet (Thou'-wow)
Get my di*k sucked, pulling up on fiends (Phew)
f*ck the trap, n*gga, Tron got me scamming all week, ayy (Showed me something)
Real ratchet, twelve hundred on some jeans (On some pants, n*gga)
Bad habits, 'nother band on my feet (One thousand)
Get my di*k sucked, pulling up on fiends (I love to get your head)
f*ck the trap, n*gga, Tron got me scamming all week, n*gga

[Verse 1: BabyTron & AllStar JR]
Off-Whitе tee from Loose Cannon with the polka dots
Me and JR, wе all-stars, catch us throwing lobs
b*tch said I ain't the punch god, think she smoking rocks
Scam vet, but still can make the yola and the soda lock (Skrrt, skrrt)

[Verse 2: AllStar JR]
I don't need seasoning, but n*ggas throwing salt
Throw a fin bullet at his head, that's gon' throw him off (Baow)
I got a b*tch who got a n*gga that just blow her off (Damn)
I sell blow and soft, Dior hoodie really soft
[Verse 3: BabyTron & AllStar JR]
Luka Trončić, it's a bucket when I dribble through
Price firm, when I say that sh*t, it ain't no wiggle room
Talking 'bout a dime, at the best, you a nickel, boo
High as hell, the zaza man brought some Zkittlez through (Phew)

[Verse 4: AllStar JR]
JR Porziņģis, b*tch, I'm tall and be slinging (Bang)
Shooter, that be banging, in Dallas, get my chain lit (Oh, yeah, this b*tch bust down)
Kick dope and hoes with the same leg
Is it wrong for me to want the brain 'til you braindead? (I just want a lil' head)

[Verse 5: BabyTron]
Four hundred for the zip-up, I got a shark on me
I'll run it up through a Charley horse, b*tch, I'm hard-bodied
2021s, it ain't no keys when we start Mazi
If I ain't get no giffies, then that b*tch used the card sloppy

[Verse 6: AllStar JR]
n*ggas beefing with they self, old finished-ass (Get your broke ass home)
My old hoes need Pull-Ups, they p*ssy-ass (p*ssy-ass girl)
Gift R with some pus*y, got the gift of gab
Fifty thousand in the messenger, this a sh*tty bag

[Verse 7: BabyTron & AllStar JR]
If I don't call habibi, then it's akhi, he gon' blast some sh*t
Pouring Wocky in exotic pops, this how rappers live
sh*ttyBoyz, 2022, we gon' have matching kits
Jugg Messiah, if she say I'm not, that sh*t blasphemous (Phew)
[Verse 8: AllStar JR]
Somehow, I'm not in jail, this miraculous (This is amazing)
My brother smacked in the shell off the Actavis (This motherf*cker gone)
JR chop tease tricks, do a backer flips
So, n*gga, shut the f*ck up, you not an activist (Don't be taking up for n*ggas)

[Verse 9: BabyTron]
All this rap money that I make, mama mad I swipe
Call of Duty sh*t, chopper got a holographic sight
On my way to pour up, I had to stop and grab a Sprite
Vin Diesel through the hood, won't catch me stopping at a light

[Chorus: AllStar JR]
Real ratchet, twelve hundred on some jeans
Bad habits, 'nother band on my feet (I got some f*cked up habits)
Get my di*k sucked, pulling up on fiends (I'm pulling all on)
f*ck the trap, n*gga, Tron got me scamming all week, ayy (Tron, how the f*ck you do this?)
Real ratchet, twelve hundred on some jeans (On some pants)
Bad habits, 'nother band on my feet (b*tch)
Get my di*k sucked, pulling up on fiends (That's all I do)
f*ck the trap, n*gga, Tron got me scamming all week, n*gga (I should've been did this, bro)

[Outro: BabyTron & AllStar JR]
Yeah, you gotta jam it 'til it beep (Beep)
Huh, you gotta jam it 'til it beep (Beep)
Yeah, you gotta jam it till it beep (Beep)
Called up R, we been scamming all week, ayy
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