I Scammed New York

[Chorus: Punchmade Dev]
Drop a check in your Chase, I can make it happen
I was scammin' and juggin' before a rapper
Just hit a wire, I gotta habit
I'm not sharin' the sauce, you can stick to trappin'
Plus I'm never lackin'
I hop out the V wit' a mil in New York and I'm still pistol packin'
Just cop package of Percocet pills on the 4th
Have them gone the next day like a Hat Trick (Come on)
I'm walkin' wit' Fentanyl pills in my baggage
I'm tryna catch me a kill, get it crackin'
I'll really shoot a bitch for bein' ratchet (Come here)
If you got a BOA, bring it to me
'Cause I'm tryna buss a play then hit Saks Fifth and buy a brand new outfit for the free

[Verse 1: Punchmade Dev]
You still tryna find a way get the bag?
Lit on thе gram pretendin' to be mе (Pretendin')
You ain't even close to me, I just count up two-hundred thousand in a week
The other day I had an attitude, I broke the money counter
This the seventh one this week
I can easily doxx you, that's a simple task
I'ma be postin' the info for weeks (Haha)
You ain't richer than me, we can go rack for rack
If I took her from you, you ain't gettin' that back
I been punchin' for years, made a few couple million
It's time for a plaque
I'm tryna find out where TeeJay been at
He used to like to talk a lot of shit but y'all can see havin' a whirl with me will never last

[Chorus: PunchmadeDev & Sha EK]
Drop a check in your Chase, I can make it happen
I was scammin' and juggin' before a rapper
Just hit a wire, I gotta habit
I'm not sharin' the sauce, you can stick to trappin'
Plus I'm never lackin'
I hop out the V wit' a mil in New York and I'm still pistol packin'
Just cop package of Percocet pills on the 4th
Have them gone the next day like a Hat Trick (Gone)
I'm walkin' wit' Fentanyl pills in my baggage
I'm tryna catch me a kill, get it crackin'
I'll really shoot a bitch for bein' ratchet
If you got a BOA, bring it to me
'Cause I'm tryna buss a play then hit Saks Fifth and buy a brand new outfit for the free (Uh-huh)

[Verse 2: Sha EK]
She wanna fuck 'cause she screamin' out, "Ski!"
Her nigga did bad, he did not keep it P, like
I'ma just hit it and leave
If I don't got my chop then my scap in my sleeve, like
Lotti got a nigga smacked
When I dozed off, I see that boy in my dreams (Lotti)
She let me hit from the back
Then her brother got mad that I got in her jeans
I be buggin'
I almost shot my own fan 'cause he was wearin' green (Don't run)
Who you muggin'?
We made that lil' nigga ran when we backed out the beam (Bow-bow-bow)
Who you touchin'?
Them niggas dumb if they think I'm steppin' off the lean (Grrah)
Like, Dev in New York
If they think' they gon' push up on boy, then we gon' make a scene (Gang-gang-gang)

[Bridge: Sha EK]
OGz the fuck up
Suck my dick, pussy
Everything dead, gotta stand on that shit
Everything dead, gotta stand on that shit
Everything dead, gotta stand on that shit

[Chorus: Punchmade Dev]
Drop a check in your Chase, I can make it happen
I was scammin' and juggin' before a rapper
Just hit a wire, I gotta habit
I'm not sharin' the sauce, you can stick to trappin'
Plus I'm never lackin'
I hop out the V wit' a mil in New York and I'm still pistol packin'
Just cop package of Percocet pills on the 4th
Have them gone the next day like a Hat Trick (Gone)
I'm walkin' wit' Fentanyl pills in my baggage
I'm tryna catch me a kill, get it crackin'
I'll really shoot a bitch for bein' ratchet
If you got a BOA, bring it to me
'Cause I'm tryna buss a play then hit Saks Fifth and buy a brand new outfit for the free