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trapstar scottie - what it is lyrics

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[chorus]
see, i’ma call it what it is, i ain’t gotta lie
you can call it paranoia mixed with traumatized
everybody got a gun, they ain’t tryna die
youngin want a big mac, he don’t want no fries
versace’s on me, and they polarized
i can see it through these n+ggas, they ain’t born to fight
they been waiting on instagram when we going live
she like made these b+tches wanna get to know the guys

[verse 1]
and i been on the road like the yellow lines
if i ain’t flexing, probably hanging where they getting high
all this weight on him, need to get some exеrcise
if he scared to ridе, then that n+gga ain’t a friend of mine
i got good intentions, they label me the bad guy
i got college boys, and i also got some gang ties
caught her looking through the phone, it was just a trap line
don’t hesitate to bend your b+tch, if she don’t act right
and if the math right, holler at me, place an order
you can bring the chump change, i’m still taking quarters
they gon’ say they f+cking with you, but they ain’t supporters
dawgs doing time, tryna file appeals to make it shorter

[chorus]
see, i’ma call it what it is, i ain’t gotta lie
you can call it paranoia mixed with traumatized
everybody got a gun, they ain’t tryna die
youngin want a big mac, he don’t want no fries
versace’s on me, and they polarized
i can see it through these n+ggas, they ain’t born to fight
they been waiting on instagram when we going live
she like made these b+tches wanna get to know the guys
[verse 2]
glock 26, but i started with a german luger
my dawg mama on this sh+t, would never serve it to her
i used to call the junkies up ‘fore i heard of uber
it’s a lotta demons, i’m still scottie, he gon’ lurk with shooters
coolin’ in the trenches stacking up these rackades
bl!cky with extensions flip him like a pancake
say i’m so relentless, hit him with the sad face
brodie got his sentence, mind in a bad place
he gon’ keep his back straight, stand tall, stay strong
we getting rich soon, promise it won’t take long
these b+tches want the villains, you can keep the cape on
trapstar lifestyle, lil’ n+gga

[chorus]
see, i’ma call it what it is, i ain’t gotta lie
you can call it paranoia mixed with traumatized
everybody got a gun, they ain’t tryna die
youngin want a big mac, he don’t want no fries
versace’s on me, and they polarized
i can see it through these n+ggas, they ain’t born to fight
they been waiting on instagram when we going live
she like made these b+tches wanna get to know the guys



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