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Chophouze on the track Jugg, haha Black Migo Marc in this bitch, you dig? Day one nigga You know I grew up 'round hustlers, nigga Haha, real dope boy They count me out, I'm right back in they face You was rappin', I was dodgin' case Makin' juggs, tryna fill the safe Applying pressure like my DJ Trap runnin' circles like a relay I tote my own packs on that E-way Half these rappers you hear today, I gave these niggas lane But I can't rap about it all, it's too much to explain I'm in the trap museum, I made the trap hall of fame BMFBG and YSL, you know it's all the same Scooter rap, but Street'll take your chain Can't trust these hoes 'cause it's a dirty game Yeah, yeah, yeah (Keed, talk to 'em) I'm tryna count this money (This money) Shit, that's on the daily (No cap) We in that big boy Wraith (Skrrt) Tell 'em we goin' to space (Let's go) After we hit your ho (Let's go) SongtexteNow I'ma go and erase Gucci with my Timbs (Yeah) Yeah, I stay drip updated (Let's go) Niggas ain't see me, need Visine (Visine) We sendin' shots 'bout these diamonds (Brrt) Better not stop at no red light, dawg Know that these bullets, they flying (Skrrt) Nigga know Bleveland a jungle (Woo) Snakes I be with, they so giant (Slatt) I stayed down and stayed humble (Humble) Now these pants swole like horizons (Let's go) Just like a pool, I'ma dive in (Woo) These niggas food so we dinin' (Woo) Walk in and changin' the climate She tell me she love me, she lyin' (Okay, let's go) Yeah (Okay, let's go) What that tell you 'bout yourself? (Kill yourself) Double CC on these belts We gon' eat good, don't need no chef (Woohoo) Nigga that play with these slimes might as well just kill hisself Uh, uh, uh Might as well bury hisself (Slime) Yeah (Okay), I'm with Scooter (Okay, shit) The Glock that we tote hold a ruler (Frr) We snatchin' your chain, fuck your jeweler (Yeah) They count me out, I'm right back in they face You was rappin', I was dodgin' case Makin' juggs, tryna fill the safe Applying pressure like my DJ Trap runnin' circles like a relay I tote my own packs on that E-way Half these rappers you hear today, I gave these niggas lane But I can't rap about it all, it's too much to explain I'm in the trap museum, I made the trap hall of fame BMFBG and YSL, you know it's all the same Scooter rap, but Street'll take your chain Can't trust these hoes 'cause it's a dirty game I sold more pounds than these niggas sold albums Never dropped an album, in the trap, I went platinum I'm geekin', trippin' right now, man, I went diamond Gave you niggas the recipe, Trap Hero perfect timin' I'm so bossed up in Zone 6, I made myself a target Black Migo known off in these streets for prices low like Target Get a nigga knocked down, I pull up like White Chicks A cocaine distributor, house full of white chicks I'm with Keed In every spot I got at least a hundred pounds of weed All my cars push-start, came a long way from keys See more keys than Alicia, goin' up to thirty-three Goin' up on the prices, niggas tellin' too much Keed, talk to these niggas, tell 'em shut the fuck up How you snitch on your right hand? Niggas quick to switch up Nigga thinkin' 'bout that bitch, but she already been fucked, Street They count me out, I'm right back in they face You was rappin', I was dodgin' case Makin' juggs, tryna fill the safe Applying pressure like my DJ Trap runnin' circles like a relay I tote my own packs on that E-way Half these rappers you hear today, I gave these niggas lane But I can't rap about it all, it's too much to explain I'm in the trap museum, I made the trap hall of fame BMFBG and YSL, you know it's all the same Scooter rap, but Street'll take your chain Can't trust these hoes 'cause it's a dirty game Aus Songtexte Mania