Fraudulent Activity (Fucking Genius)

[Intro]
(Trapboy3k)

[Verse]
Made a million of computers, I'm a fucking genius
My rap career looking up for me, I just got on Genius
I should be rich in two years 'cause I'm a fucking 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 fucked around and slipped on this ice
Blowed off the juice, I just fucked around and missed my flight
Punched a nigga in his face, fucked 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 nigga 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 shit is old
Scammed a nigga 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 niggas every day, boy, I do this with a passion
You got shot and let it go, how the fuck you so passive?
Loaded up my chord, Imma' bout to go and get active
Tryna' hide my face, I'm doing fraudulent activity
The bitch don't need a shovel, I can tell that she digging me
Bought some regular cookies, and I faked like they was edibles
The nigga called me back like "Man, this shit incredible"
Tried to take his bitch this nigga 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 nigga 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 bitch think she a real stripper, had her one night only
My bitch got a Brazillian weave, it came from a pony