Fraud lyrics

[Hook x2]
You say you got the dough where the chips at?
You say you got the poles where the sticks at?
Swear these n*ggas not with that
All these n*ggas do is chitchat

[Verse 1]
Strictly gang no new names
Big chop, got kick like shoe game, Shmack Talk
Lil b*tch get passed off, n*ggas only bust when these n*ggas finna jack off
(Aye) And I swear these n*ggas fags
Working with the feds, they got a wire and a badge
I ain’t chasin on a b*tch, I be chasin on a bag
And you know I do the dash when the bappies on my ass
(Aye) I be stuffing woods til they obese
n*gga you be rollin skimps, you have no heam
Green light, lil b*tch we the gold team
Keyshia Cole with the wop make this hoe sing
(Aye) All you do is tell stories
I be outside, you in the house like Cory
(b*tch) Wet a n*gga up like a cannonball
Ran off on the plug, shut him down like the power’s off
Big bands, like a n*gga won the Powerball
Walk up in the party and I bet they playing all our songs
(Aye) Young n*ggas b*tch we tapped in
Groupie hoes, all up on my di*k, I blow her back in
Got these f*ck n*ggas panicking
Press lines
Got these n*ggas froze like a mannequin
Off the dope, sky walking like i’m Anakin
Rich taker, playin with my life like I’m gambling
(Aye) All these n*ggas do is chit chat
Big ass blower, watch out it got a kickback
And these n*ggas always fibbing they ain’t with that
b*tch ass
I be with the sh*ts, you gon sit back
[Hook x2]
You say you got the dough where the chips at?
You say you got the poles where the sticks at?
Swear these n*ggas not with that
All these n*ggas do is chitchat