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Young Scooter

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Tom:
Ebm B Murder was the case that they gave niggas like us
Ebm B Murder was the case that they gave niggas like us [Verse 1: Young Scooter]
Ebm Every day I wake up, I get high as a kite
B Fuckin' with your baby mama, I damn near missed my flight
Ebm Drunk in the mall and pick it up, I don't check no price
Ebm B My lil' bitch from New York, she told me talk to her nice
Ebm I told that bitch just pay attention, I could change your life
Ebm B You drive these bricks to Atlanta, I'll give you 25 racks
Ebm How many bricks in the trunk? Bitch, don't worry 'bout that
Ebm B Why you in that old ass Acura? I got a compartment in that
Ebm Trap check, trap check, nigga, check your spots
B If anything missin', just connect the dots
Ebm Shit, I came from the bottom, no way in hell I could flop
Ebm B Street Lottery, they waitin' on my album to drop [Chorus: Young Thug]
Ebm Murder be the case they givin' niggas like us
Ebm B First body we caught was off a Xan, school buses
Ebm All the jewelry I got on today is white like Ku Klux
Ebm fire, dogs, jump in his cage, you ate up, yeah [Verse 2: Future]
Ebm Pocahontas bitch, her hair long down to her ass
Ebm B White jewelry on, like the confederate flag
Ebm Diamonds on your ankle, I put minks on your back
Ebm B Trap go super fast, nigga, bag full of cash
Ebm Trap money comin' in, thousand bags of gas
Ebm B Walked in the Cartier store and I fucked up the stash
Ebm Good Actavis on, big Rolex on, that new bitch look like a check
Ebm B 15 bitches just came from England, sittin' on a Global Express
Ebm Walkin' in Fendi, no pretendin', gotta have a lot of baguettes
Ebm B Drop top, wintertime, we can't turn down, 25 karats on my chest
Ebm 14 keys on my desk, lookin' like an Olympic
Ebm B Hit my first lick, I went to Gucci then I spent it [Chorus: Young Thug]
Ebm Murder be the case they givin' niggas like us
Ebm B First body we caught was off a Xan, school buses
Ebm All the jewelry I got on today is white like Ku Klux
Ebm fire, dogs, jump in his cage, you ate up, yeah [Verse 3: Young Scooter]
Ebm Hundred racks, hundred racks, every day I juug a hundred packs
Ebm B Walk out the door with it and you'll never get your money back
Ebm 200 racks, 200 racks, every month I make 200 racks
Ebm B Call with a brick or what, how the hell you get off bond for that?
Ebm Broke ass niggas got the game fucked up
Ebm B Tellin' on niggas just to get their time cut
Ebm Wake up out my sleep and count some Freebandz up
Ebm B Scooter get your money, stay away from them ducks
Ebm I'm not in the industry, I'm in the streets with bricks
Ebm B In the streets with pounds, lay your bitch ass down
Ebm Send a ghost at one of you niggas, he won't make a sound
Ebm B God blessed me with these millions so I'ma keep 'em around Street! [Chorus: Young Thug]
Ebm Murder be the case they givin' niggas like us
Ebm B First body we caught was off a Xan, school buses
Ebm All the jewelry I got on today is white like Ku Klux
Ebm fire, dogs, jump in his cage, you ate up, yeah
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