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young scooter - count up (jug season) lyrics

[hook]
black amigo gang, that’s the clique i claim
pay attention n-gga while i chase my dream
like meek milly all philly n-gga i sip lean
exclusive outfit n-gga i stay clean

i’m a young n-gga, count it up
og, count it up
bad b-tches, count it up
real n-gga, count it up
black amigo gang, that’s the clique i claim
and i don’t see no other rappers i’m in my own lane

[verse 1]
black amigo gang, lil mexico the set
cold rolex 50 thousand dollar bets
chasing them blue m&m’s
i salute to peewee dem
money power ammunution, scooter got a 3 of em
bricks in duffle dirts
got duffle plugs in baltimore
my n-gga shoot out the corner store
so don’t go past the red store
scooter rock the red, white and blue flag, but i don’t g-ngb-ng though
you know they [?] f-ck around and get smoked
i ain’t crippin’ but my partners do
i ain’t players but my n-ggas who
keep it real ya i f-ck with you
you a runner i ain’t through with you

[hook]

[verse 2]
if theres a bad b-tch in atlanta i done f-cked them
if a n-gga open in atlanta i [?]
she take out the autotunes off, these rappers ain’t nothing
before these rappers [?] i was in cali jugging
along as he was with me smoking ride through the 6
flying packs through the hood, taking chances with [?]
one pointed at my head, [?]
my whole hood was ready before i heard a b-tch boy
i just took a [?] he want a v12
lil mexico city, cocaina for sale
every state i do a show, they tell me i’m too real
i bought 20 [?] this rap fake as h-ll

- young scooter lyrics

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