Grand Scam (Lyrical Exercise) - Azealia Banks

These bitches be about a little get a grand scam

When I blam on ya nigga, bet ya nigga man scram

Man These niggas be punana's with they little ban-dans

When I blam on ya nigga bet ya nigga man scram

Yo, okay

Bam for the theifs in the san tan jeeps

That bitch'll get your head up

Tell ya nigga don't sleep

In that bitch is what ya fitted

Then ya nigga don't piece

If the amps get ya nigga bet these bitches won't weep

Am for the man witha witha grand plan

You done ran from the niggas you done hit the grand can

Niggas be punna's with they little ban dans

When I blam on ya nigga bet ya nigga man scram

I'm a tell these niggas again sunny, I been gully

Don't think cause your bitch funny, your bitch bunny

Fuck the fun fuck the fun son

Nigas betta run when I pull up in the function

Run get your gun

Tell your nigga don't front on the hunt for the skrilla

But these niggas wanna stunt

Bitches pre madonnas but ya bitch a young skunk

Spray the pump on these niggas now these niggas in the trunk

Dumped on ya man like a pidgeon can

Damn niggas crammed in the duffle

Niggas in the jam jam

Niggas be punana's with they little plan-plans

It's a wrap for you niggas when I get the damn chance

And understand all you niggas ham-sams

When I blam at your witness and your little man-man

I'm cuttin off your little man hand

Dump em in the river hope yout nigga can't swam can't

Can't swam can't

Can't, can't, can't can't swam

These bitches be about a little get a grand scam

When I blam on ya nigga, bet ya nigga man scram

Man Niggas on that steet shit

Niggas in that heat shit

Nah nah nah nah

Nah-nah nah-nah

Ah-ha ah-ha