Fraud Lyrics – French Montana
Singer: French Montana
Title: Fraud
(Tay Keith f#ck these n#gg#s up)
I ain’t never fall in love with a bank and that broad
I’m a trapper not a scammer
Ain’t sh#t by me fraud
Ju heard
Wait what?
And I put that on God
Pull up
sh#t I shoot up your yard
I ain’t never fall in love with a bank and that broad
I’m a trapper not a scammer
Ain’t sh#t by me fraud
You heard
Wait what?
And I put that on God
Pull up
sh#t I shoot up your yard
Yeah
Thug n#gg#, she just wanna f#ck for a panic
Ridin’ through the city with your b#tch causin’ havoc
Dope boys sh#t send a brick to a addy
Give her dope dick
She says she love when I’m nasty
I just wanna f#ck her with my chains on and flash it
Told her tell my name, if you mean it don’t at me
Blowing on that carpet, how’s Aladdin
She Jasmine
And that b#tch I f#ck don’t know my name, she call me daddy
First n#gg# in my hood with them pods just like padding
Young and flashy
I’m in the traffic, almost crashed it
I’m inside my b#tch, exotic sh#t
She gon’ f#ck me for my fashion
Bring your friend around, she wanna tag team
Swear she living single like she Maxine
I know she got a n#gg# still don’t act clean
Keep one eye on her ’cause she’s a trap queen
And b#tch I’m packin’
I ain’t never fall in love with a bank and that broad
I’m a trapper not a scammer
Ain’t sh#t by me fraud
You heard
Wait what?
And I put that on God
Pull up
sh#t I shoot up your yard
Thug n#gg#, she just wanna f#ck for a panic
Ridin’ through the city with your b#tch causin’ havoc
Dope boy sh#t send a brick to a addy
Give her dope dick
She says she love when I’m nasty
Blue hundreds a avatar
None of my b#tches average
Coke boy
You’s a hoe boy
I been had it
Chanel number five, she like coco and karats
Ridin’ round with this stick
I feel just like a caddy
Swervin’ in that Ghost, move like ghost, got the power
Trap and turn a rap and made a million in an hour, haan
Took your b#tch to Turk and Caicos just so she could tan
Work this way he kickin’ boy he’s just Lieutenant Dan
Got his wifey and she tell me he’s a fan
Spend so much on Saint Laurent they tried to ban
b#tch please, diamonds heat and Jackie Chan
f#ck you mean? I’m just sayin’
I ain’t never fall in love with a bank and that broad
I’m a trapper not a scammer
Ain’t sh#t by me fraud
You heard
Wait what
And I put that on God
Pull up
sh#t I shoot up your yard
Yeah
Thug n#gg#, she just wanna f#ck for a panic
Ridin’ through the city with your b#tch causin’ havoc
Dope boy sh#t send a brick to a addy
Give her dope dick
She says she love when I’m nasty
I ain’t never fall in love with a bank and that broad
I’m a trapper not a scammer
Ain’t sh#t by me fraud
You heard
Wait what
And I put that on God
Pull up
sh#t I shoot up your yard
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