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OBN Dev - Stimulus Check lyrics

Artist: OBN Dev

album: Fraud Files


Scammers now, taking advantage of the stimulus check's recipients
By posing as government representatives
Taking advantage of the COVID-19 pandemic
Some of you tell us you're getting phone calls from someone
Saying, in order to get your stimulus check
You have to give them your name, address, and social security number
Nigga put that band down
We know you flexin' with that Donald Trump check
What I spend inside the mall is out your budget, so you upset
You got more followers, than money
What I got, I could up that
You still broke, and on your ass
Asking nigga's can they front that
My hand out, askin' nigga's for some money
That's a never
If you tryna run up on me, you can not be too clever
The way it's lookin' like for you, I can't see you rich ever
I got some money, and some killers
Make you disappear forever
You better play it smart, and think a lot 'bout what I said
You better use your fuckin' brain, before we blow it out your head
I got some nigga's who ain't graduate
But, fill you up with lead
I see green in the store, 'cause it's approved it's never red
I'm thankin' God for these bands, they so fire when I punch
I remember when my pieces, couldn't even buy me lunch
Spendin' racks in the mall, you can't afford what you touch
Ten thousand is a lot to you, to me that's not much
I was broke, copped a fire ass piece now I'm up
Swipin' cards, my hidden talent
I do not need no luck
The card I sold you wasn't burnt
You just dumb and you suck
I don't play no basketball
But I'm like Giannis for my buck
When I throw money, I don't pick it up
But you do 'cause you need it
You talkin' all this money talk
But, I don't ever think we seen it
I could quit and live off rap
But, I love scammin' I can't leave it
You was told 50 flip, and sent 500 you believed it
Yep, 'cause you a motherfuckin' ham
Countin' 20s, 50s, 100s, only time I use my hands
Everybody 'round me eating, I don't gotta watch my mans
You the type to send me money three times and still think it's not a scam
But, that's okay 'cause I need niggas like you to make my pockets big
I don't stress 'bout what I'm spendin'
'Cause I know that I'm gon' make it back
Once I empty out all your accounts
You can take 'em back
I really live the life I rap about, I don't fake my raps
Nigga put that band down
We know you flexin' with that Donald Trump check
What I spend inside the mall is out your budget, so you upset
You got more followers, than money
What I got, I could up that
You still broke, and on your ass
Asking nigga's can they front that
My hand out, askin' nigga's for some money
That's a never
If you tryna run up on me, you can not be too clever
The way it's lookin' like for you, I can't see you rich ever
I got some money, and some killers
Make you disappear forever
You better play it smart, and think a lot 'bout what I said
You better use your fuckin' brain, before we blow it out your head
I got some nigga's who ain't graduate
But, fill you up with lead
I see green in the store, 'cause it's approved it's never red
I'm thankin' God for these bands, they so fire when I punch
I remember when my pieces, couldn't even buy me lunch
Spendin' racks in the mall, you can't afford what you touch
Ten thousand is a lot to you, to me that's not much

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