[Intro: Young Scooter & Future]
Yeah n***a!
You already know I'm on my sh** n***a
The streets crazy right now
Huh, what the f** you gonna do?
Swamp Mutha'f**in Izzo! (count up)
[Verse 1]
f**, f** the police cause they playing it dirty (yeah)
Locked up my whole clique, sh** got me hurting (dirty)
I told plug, “You know I got you n***a if it cost a mill.” (a ticket)
I'mma get my whole clique out; I put that on my kid (I got ya)
My lil cousin up, got a fifteen, paying for his appeal (you good)
Plus, I'm doing this all with no record deal (street running)
A couple of years ago I was in the county cuffs (the county jail)
Now I'm pulling up with bails on dump trucks (bricks, bricks)
If you're turned down, n***a I can turn you up (turn you up)
I drop my price everyday, n***a I don't give a f**! (jugg)
Everyday I'm making plays; eating bands for lunch (Freebandz)
The motor in the back; the trunk in the front (foreign)
My momma told me, “Son, you're gambling with your life. (damn)
Leave the streets alone, sh** ain't right!
Your chances in the street just like shootin dice
At 7-Eleven n***a, you could lose your life!”
[Interlude]
Yeah n***a!
You better stay on your mutha'f**ing sh** in the street n***a
You already know Young Scooter n***a
I'm on my mutha'f**ing street sh** right now
...Count up!
[Verse 2]
The streets look at me now; I came a long way
From a three grand hundred, to them trucks of yay
I got so much money, I give that sh** away
Bosses eat steak; you're eating on paper plates
I just talked to my lawyer; I just beat a case
That's good luck for the streets, I drop the price of yay
I'm plug-talking; I switch up numbers everyday
Every n***a around me is getting paid...
Freebandz, that's that sh** a n***a like
How you want your dough n***a: tan or white?
I get them on a boat, n***a overnight
Red, white, and blue, I'm about to take flight!