Scamily Members lyrics

[Intro]
I don't even remember the first time
You mean the first time I f*ckin'— (BangThatsh*t)

[Verse 1: GlockBoyz TeeJaee]
Young rich n*gga, really spend that money just as fast as I get it
She like, "Why you always leavin'?" I got her in her feelings
I like hoes who got some money, I be big pimpin'
Behind tint, my car worth a hundred thousand, I got your b*tch in it
Done f*ckin' with the 'Gram, I heard the feds tryna stick n*ggas
Twelve hundred for my jeans, another thousand for my stick, n*gga (sh*t)

[Verse 2: OnFully]
When I'm out, we mob deep like we Prodigy
Drinkin' codeine, this sh*t f*ckin' up my artеries
Have my b*tch come invadе the whole space, grand larceny
n*ggas parrots, everything I do, you see 'em mockin' me
Money stackin', pistol packin', b*tch got a wagon
Seen her on the road, stuff her—, with a couple baggage
These bills got me breakin' out, think I'm gettin' rashes
Glock hit your ass with 21, since he think he savage

[Verse 3: The Godfather]
My b*tch nasty, bought her Rickies, now she think she classy
I see an opp, yes, I'ma kill him, you ain't gotta ask me
Can show a hundred racks in cash, is you tryna match me?
I'm in that get a wet track, turnin' off the traction
I'm a real n*gga, I grew up without a daddy
She asked me why I'm in here sweatin', I just popped an Addy
I know how to hit the road, I don't need an navi'
And this b*tch hittin' a brick, that's why it look tacky
[Verse 4: BandGang Javar]
Used to make ten off swipin', that b*tch still hittin'
Just did fifty in a week, them profiles different
Crib like Old MacDonald farm, this b*tch full of chicken
f*ck a chain, me and Biggs can up a quarter million
They offer LB times served, know that plea was tempting
If you wasn't a real n*gga, I'd still be in prison
I got out and brought that long wave to the trenches
Movin' P's and sendin' dreads like a side mission

[Verse 5: BangGang Lonnie Bands]
Haha, make the whole city start sellin' icicle to 'em
Once they caught past Indie, then the prices triples, hm
f*ck what you heard, I love playin' Malcolm in the middle
'Cause if I f*cked the bag up, then I gotta get 'em
Shred the plug tryna trick me like a lil' n*gga, uh
I ain't with the double cross, I'm with the quadriple
I'm with the spin-offs, step back, no dribble
Who fell off? It's four million between the four BandGang members

[Verse 6: BandGang Biggs]
Ain't gotta meet the plug, we don't do no face-to-face
I had to sell a couple packs to get the family straight
Ham called me, said he tryna cop a 'bow today
Rerock, I went and sold that boy a 'bow of shake
I'm in that AMG laughin', watch me speed past you
Got these lil' n*ggas crashin' tryna be like me
Louis V up to the glasses, can't afford this fabric
We all eatin' at this table, you can't get a seat
Ain't got a penny for a nothin'-ass b*tch
Always naggin', I done heard enough of that b*tch
Heard your friend cold, I should see what's up with that b*tch
By the time you look up, I'ma be f*ckin' that b*tch
I don't care how rich I get, I'ma keep on trappin'
This a mandatory five, I get caught with this ratchet
Get her drunk off Casamigos, watch the b*tch act ratchet
Tryna bend that ass over like she pickin' up a package
[Verse 7: ShredGang Mone]
Drac' like a hockey stick, I be swingin' when I'm slidin'
Fully hittin' all the notes, ten milli' like an opera
Free the Jackboys, my guys probably stripped you n*ggas' partners
Tapped his top, have it lookin' like some chicken noodle pasta (Ayy)

[Verse 8]
I'm with the robbers, better yet the shottas
Catch an opp out in traffic, leave his brains on his partner
n*ggas scared of the streets, that's why they singin' like the opera
Them handguns ain't work, next time, we gon' [?] the choppers

[Verse 9]
Got a switch on every glizzy, R.I.P. Snoop, I get it poppin'
Every since my n*gga died, man, the opps ain't stopped droppin'
Tried my best to give it up, it's in my blood, can't stop robbin'
My b*tch love Louis, and I love to take her shoppin'