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French Montana – Fraud Lyrics

French Montana Fraud Lyrics

(Tay Keith fuck these n***** up)

I ain’t never fall in love with a bank and that broad
I’m a trapper not a scammer
Ain’t shit by me fraud
Ju heard
Wait what?
And I put that on God
Pull up
Shit 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 shit by me fraud
You heard
Wait what?
And I put that on God
Pull up
Shit I shoot up your yard

Yeah
Thug n****, she just wanna fuck for a panic
Ridin’ through the city with your bitch causin’ havoc
Dope boys shit send a brick to a addy
Give her dope dick
She says she love when I’m nasty

I just wanna fuck 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 bitch I fuck don’t know my name, she call me daddy
First n**** in my hood with them pods just like padding
Young and flashy
I’m in the traffic, almost crashed it
I’m inside my bitch, exotic shit
She gon’ fuck 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**** still don’t act clean
Keep one eye on her ’cause she’s a trap queen
And bitch 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 shit by me fraud
You heard
Wait what?
And I put that on God
Pull up
Shit I shoot up your yard

Thug n****, she just wanna fuck for a panic
Ridin’ through the city with your bitch causin’ havoc
Dope boy shit 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 bitches 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 bitch 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
Bitch please, diamonds heat and Jackie Chan
Fuck 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 shit by me fraud
You heard
Wait what
And I put that on God
Pull up
Shit I shoot up your yard

Yeah
Thug n****, she just wanna fuck for a panic
Ridin’ through the city with your bitch causin’ havoc
Dope boy shit 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 shit by me fraud
You heard
Wait what
And I put that on God
Pull up
Shit I shoot up your yard