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Young Scooter

Trap Museum

 

Trap Museum

(album: Trap Hero - 2019)


[Young Scooter:]
(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 rapping, I was dodging case
Making juggs, tryna fill the safe
Applying pressure like my DJ
Trap running 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

[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 going 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)
Niggas ain't see me, need Visine (Visine)
We sending 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 dining (Woo)
Walk in and changing the climate
She tell me she love me, she lying (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 snatching your chain, fuck your jeweler (Yeah)

[Young Scooter:]
They count me out, I'm right back in they face
You was rapping, I was dodging case
Making juggs, tryna fill the safe
Applying pressure like my DJ
Trap running 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 geeking, tripping right now, man, I went diamond
Gave you niggas the recipe, Trap Hero perfect timing
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, going up to thirty-three
Going up on the prices, niggas telling 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 thinking 'bout that bitch, but she already been fucked, Street

They count me out, I'm right back in they face
You was rapping, I was dodging case
Making juggs, tryna fill the safe
Applying pressure like my DJ
Trap running 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

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