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Yung Lan on the track
Trauma Tone
Jugg king

Chorus: Young Scooter
Real street nigga, ain't no flaws in me Ain't no flaws in me
Half a ticket on and I ain't brought it all with me Count up
If you my nigga, I keep it real, I let you ball with me I let you ball with me
They caught us with it, I took the charge, ain't let you fall with me The charge
And I ain't gon let you walk with me if you ain't crawl with me If you ain't jugg with me
Ten chains on but I ain't brought it all with me Eliantte
Bale thunderstorm, pounds dropping by the fifties Droppin' by the fifties
First foreign I ever had was a 650 Skrrt, skrrt

Verse 1: Young Scooter
Me and 550 had pounds for four-fifty Four-fifty
My partner Ty gave me half on a 650 Skrrt skrrt
Fuck the feds, free Trident and OG Ricky Fuck 'em
I'm part of the Mob just like Gotti, get the strap, 50 Brrat
And I ain't leavin' out the house without the sack with me Racks
At sixteen I was in school and I had crack with me Cocaina
Every day we breakin' in houses, me and Mob petty Finesse
Stayed down, got a thirty-six, call it Jerome Bettis Yeah
Fucked the money up and told Side bring a fifty Count up
A hundred a piece from slime and Future, that's a quarter milli' Count up
In six months I made two M's, stretchin' work like a gym Jugg
I love my niggas just like brothers, so thank God for them Street

Chorus: Young Scooter
Real street nigga, ain't no flaws in me Ain't no flaws in me
Half a ticket on and I ain't brought it all with me Count up
If you my nigga, I keep it real, I let you ball with me I let you ball with me
They caught us with it, I took the charge, ain't let you fall with me The charge
And I ain't gon let you walk with me if you ain't crawl with me If you ain't jugg with me
Ten chains on but I ain't brought it all with me Eliantte
Bale thunderstorm, pounds dropping by the fifties Droppin' by the fifties
First foreign I ever had was a 650 Skrrt, skrrt

Verse 2: G Herbo
Bought that 9 milli' from Q BayBay, cost me six-fifty
Used to punch on niggas with Scooby and JJ
Foe caught a body, I was sendin' him JPay
I ain't wanna die, was only in sixth grade
We was gettin' shot at, I'm callin' ShayShay
I know last week sent my mama a dub
Then walked in Barney's and spent like 8K
I was like 15, up in the club
Glock under my belt, had that bitch on hug
When I got shot, tell the police none'
My mama knew she raisin' a thug
Walk in that bitch, three empty guns
She just gon' sweep that under the rug
'Member I ran through that sixty and ain't had none'
Took some lil' pints, told 'em get it in blood
Now I'm spendin' a whole bunch of hundreds
Ayy Lil Pint, what you sippin', lil' blood
What I'm is With Bloods
What I'm is And 150 thugs
That's how we went on the run
We'd get bored, shoot niggas for fun
We try and practice some' Bah
Oh, he thought he wasn't no factor, huh

Chorus: Young Scooter
Real street nigga, ain't no flaws in me Ain't no flaws in me
Half a ticket on and I ain't brought it all with me Count up
If you my nigga, I keep it real, I let you ball with me I let you ball with me
They caught us with it, I took the charge, ain't let you fall with me The charge
And I ain't gon let you walk with me if you ain't crawl with me If you ain't jugg with me
Ten chains on but I ain't brought it all with me Eliantte
Bale thunderstorm, pounds dropping by the fifties Droppin' by the fifties
First foreign I ever had was a 650 Skrrt, skrrt