Young Scooter
24 Hours
[Intro: Young Scooter]
Trap
Trap
Hahah
[?] in this bitch with me
Zaytoven
Juug

[Chorus: Young Scooter]
24 hours, the trap don't close
No rooms in my house, just scales and 25 stoves
24 hours, the trap don't close
I'm never going home, n***a, til the pack gone
Me and ZayTiggy, riding down Melrose
Quarter million worth of trap money, I spent that shit on clothes
24 hours, the trap don't clos
No rooms in my house, just scales and 25 stoves

[Verse 1: Young Scooter]
I got 10 pies cooking at the same time
I don't sell clean, I remix all mine
Fuck a tripple beam, I buy bricks all the time
I don't drink lean, 'cause I be focused all the timе
I'm a real trap n***a, and I need all of mine
You bettеr keep a strap with you, these young n***as firing
500 degrees in the streets, everybody dying
Since a juvenile, I been on the trap time
You lil boys ain't never ran no spots
You lil boys, y'all gon' tell when the block get hot
You a real dick rider, you ain't got no gwop
Try to plot off on the street, get your bitch ass shot
[Chorus: Young Scooter]
24 hours, the trap don't close
No rooms in my house, just scales and 25 stoves
24 hours, the trap don't close
I'm never going home, n***a, til the pack gone
Me and ZayTiggy, riding down Melrose
Quarter million worth of trap money, I spent that shit on clothes
24 hours, the trap don't clos
No rooms in my house, just scales and 25 stoves

[Verse 2: OJ da Juiceman]
Open 24, just like a Texico
Everything's a go, when you powered up with snow
Glock 27, with a 50 [?]
Bricks, pounds, I'm a serve the town
Stone Cold Steve Austin, Atlanta smack down
Julio Jones, once the pack touch down
[?] still cooking [?] dawg
A1 [?] still jumping like a bullfrog
25 stoves, locked in like a bulldog
6 cellphones, got a n***a on the move, yeah
Skrt skrt, get rich, skrt skrt, flip bricks
Skrt skrt, dodge a snitch, skrt skrt, stick like [?] bitch

[Chorus: Young Scooter]
24 hours, the trap don't close
No rooms in my house, just scales and 25 stoves
24 hours, the trap don't close
I'm never going home, n***a, til the pack gone
Me and ZayTiggy, riding down Melrose
Quarter million worth of trap money, I spent that shit on clothes
24 hours, the trap don't clos
No rooms in my house, just scales and 25 stoves