[Intro: Young Scooter]
Chophouze on the track
Jugg, haha
Black Migo Marc in this bitch, you dig?
Day one n***a
You know I grew up 'round hustlers, n***a
Haha, real dope boy

[Chorus: Young Scooter]
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 n***as 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

[Verse 1: Lil Keed]
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)
Now I'ma go and erase
Gucci with my Timbs (Yeah)
Yeah, I stay drip updated (Let's go)
N***as 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)
N***a 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 n***as 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)
N***a 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)
[Chorus: Young Scooter]
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 n***as 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

[Verse 2: Young Scooter]
I sold more pounds than these n***as sold albums
Never dropped an album, in the trap, I went platinum
I'm geekin', trippin' right now, man, I went diamond
Gave you n***as 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 n***a 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, n***as tellin' too much
Keed, talk to these n***as, tell 'em shut the fuck up
How you snitch on your right hand? N***as quick to switch up
N***a thinkin' 'bout that bitch, but she already been fucked, Street
[Chorus: Young Scooter]
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 n***as 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