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S.C.A.M. (feat. G.7) Video (MV)




Performed By: Pella daGoat
Language: English
Length: 3:41
Written by: Justin Greene, Scotty Veneable




Pella daGoat - S.C.A.M. (feat. G.7) Lyrics
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Boy lemme get on this beat and pop my shit
And f*ck this beat like I'm gon' f*ck yo' Bitch
F*ck you mean, yeah big shit poppin'
Gang, Gang, Bitch
Yeah y'all know what the f*ck going on
Run it up run it up
Big 7 shit Bitch
Run it up run it up
You be ferocious, say what
You be relentless, huh
You be telephone f*ckin' terrorists
Well shit pass the f*ckin' phone then bitch
Y'all know what the f*ck goin' on
Pella daGoat
Look
My Brain's a blank check and a black card
Three-pointer No backboard
Bitch I'll murder that Mic when that beat drop
I'll kill anybody if they act hard
Hoe's run and jump on me like track stars
They beg me to beat out that back hard
And it's always been like that
Even back when the Krack wasn't tryna' be a Rap Star
I'd f*ck em' and free em'
Like find you some freedom
It's Friday I need me a freak for the weekend
They'd look at me crazy like what is you thinking
I'd tell em' this shit isn't Spanish I'm speaking
I'm a real player from UpTown
You see how I hold it the f*ck down
And I be throwing that gang up like
Big 7 Bitch and I'm buck wild so
Secure your Check And Maintain
Cause I'm gon' run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up
And Run it up, run it up, run it up
Secure your Check And Maintain
And I'm gon' run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Bitch, I don't act hard, I stunt hard
I run it up at that Coinstar
Hit 100 racks and then ran it back
All in moneypaks and been going hard
I'm ballin' up off of this bitcoin
I'm a real boss, I got shit goin'
I stay popping' like these bottle tops
That right now I got a bitch pourin'
I'm maintainin', check securin'
No flex pack and my shit's pure
The rest of these lames gettin' stepped on
In this game they can't play cause they shit's boring
I just say less and still get more and
Imma stay Woke while the rest snorin'
Stack mine to the ceiling line
G7 stay high like a jets floor
Aye
Secure your Check And Maintain
Cause I'm gon' run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up
And Run it up, run it up, run it up
Secure your Check And Maintain
And I'm gon' run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Your main bitch is my side bitch
Her pussy wet like Poseidon
I got purple Kush in this green game
And that's every spot that Ima slide in
I'm a playmaker and a tight end
I'm centerstage while you're in the stands
And I ain't even about to go get the work
Until' you put that paper in my hand
Bitch, I'm never soft, you tissue
I'm the whole series, you an issue
Hotel hopping every holiday
Ain't a grudge I'ma hold against you
Boy you ain't shit, sank ship
I'm Picasso, You a paint chip
I'm Milton Bradley and Monopoly
And you can't even tell me what the game is
Secure your Check And Maintain
Cause I'm gon' run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up
And Run it up, run it up, run it up
Secure your Check And Maintain
And I'm gon' run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
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Boy lemme get on this beat and pop my shit
And f*ck this beat like I'm gon' f*ck yo' Bitch
F*ck you mean, yeah big shit poppin'
Gang, Gang, Bitch
Yeah y'all know what the f*ck going on
Run it up run it up
Big 7 shit Bitch
Run it up run it up
You be ferocious, say what
You be relentless, huh
You be telephone f*ckin' terrorists
Well shit pass the f*ckin' phone then bitch
Y'all know what the f*ck goin' on
Pella daGoat
Look
My Brain's a blank check and a black card
Three-pointer No backboard
Bitch I'll murder that Mic when that beat drop
I'll kill anybody if they act hard
Hoe's run and jump on me like track stars
They beg me to beat out that back hard
And it's always been like that
Even back when the Krack wasn't tryna' be a Rap Star
I'd f*ck em' and free em'
Like find you some freedom
It's Friday I need me a freak for the weekend
They'd look at me crazy like what is you thinking
I'd tell em' this shit isn't Spanish I'm speaking
I'm a real player from UpTown
You see how I hold it the f*ck down
And I be throwing that gang up like
Big 7 Bitch and I'm buck wild so
Secure your Check And Maintain
Cause I'm gon' run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up
And Run it up, run it up, run it up
Secure your Check And Maintain
And I'm gon' run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Bitch, I don't act hard, I stunt hard
I run it up at that Coinstar
Hit 100 racks and then ran it back
All in moneypaks and been going hard
I'm ballin' up off of this bitcoin
I'm a real boss, I got shit goin'
I stay popping' like these bottle tops
That right now I got a bitch pourin'
I'm maintainin', check securin'
No flex pack and my shit's pure
The rest of these lames gettin' stepped on
In this game they can't play cause they shit's boring
I just say less and still get more and
Imma stay Woke while the rest snorin'
Stack mine to the ceiling line
G7 stay high like a jets floor
Aye
Secure your Check And Maintain
Cause I'm gon' run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up
And Run it up, run it up, run it up
Secure your Check And Maintain
And I'm gon' run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Your main bitch is my side bitch
Her pussy wet like Poseidon
I got purple Kush in this green game
And that's every spot that Ima slide in
I'm a playmaker and a tight end
I'm centerstage while you're in the stands
And I ain't even about to go get the work
Until' you put that paper in my hand
Bitch, I'm never soft, you tissue
I'm the whole series, you an issue
Hotel hopping every holiday
Ain't a grudge I'ma hold against you
Boy you ain't shit, sank ship
I'm Picasso, You a paint chip
I'm Milton Bradley and Monopoly
And you can't even tell me what the game is
Secure your Check And Maintain
Cause I'm gon' run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up
And Run it up, run it up, run it up
Secure your Check And Maintain
And I'm gon' run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up, run it up
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Writer: Justin Greene, Scotty Veneable
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