Fraud Song Lyrics

Fraud by French Montana

(Tay Keith f**k these niggas 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 nigga, she just wanna f**k for a panic
Ridin’ through the city with your b**ch 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**k 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**ch I f**k don’t know my name, she call me daddy
First nigga 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**ch, exotic sh*t
She gon’ f**k me for my fashion

Bring your friend around, she wanna tag team
Swear she living single like she Maxine
I know she got a nigga still don’t act clean
Keep one eye on her ’cause she’s a trap queen
And b**ch 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 nigga, she just wanna f**k for a panic
Ridin’ through the city with your b**ch 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**ches 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**ch 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**ch please, diamonds heat and Jackie Chan
f**k 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 nigga, she just wanna f**k for a panic
Ridin’ through the city with your b**ch 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