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young scooter - trap til the door fall lyrics

[intro: young scooter]
yeah
black migo gang
1’5
who made this beat? (jugg)
beatmonster

[chorus: young scooter]
i just talked to mal, he by south dekalb mall (yeah)
in eastwyck, them young n-ggas trap ’til the door fall (trap, trap)
your partner missing, n-gga, in ea, went awol
put a hundred on him, bury him alive by nightfall (for sure)
i make plays like snowfall
who that is? i don’t know y’all
you know i’m a crack baby (yeah)
scooter like to show off (scooter like to show off)
aston, took the doors off (yeah)
you broke, b-tch, you a turnoff (f-ck her)
pull up in that benz truck
lambo’ how i burn off (skrrt)

[verse 1: young scooter]
i be talkin’ crazy, i got my racks up (racks, racks)
your partner rich, but you ain’t got no racks, bruh (yeah)
twenty for a show, my prices goin’ up (jugg)
young scooter, yung mal, ain’t n0body real as us (street)

[verse 2: yung mal]
this that cocaine music for them street n-ggas
don’t f-ck with street punks, we don’t compete with n-ggas
magic city monday, we a hundred deep, n-gga
forty racks cash on me, hah, whip that dope, make it pop-lock
sh-t come back straight drop, yeah
f-ck 12, block been hot, yeah
ride with a stick, it’s hot, yeah
one in the head, don’t c-ck, hah
n-gga don’t want no smoke, boy, stop
lawyer paid off so the case got dropped
i put a bag on they tater tot
still wrappin’ bricks, b-tch, we send ’em out

[chorus: young scooter & lil quill]
i just talked to mal, he by south dekalb mall (yeah)
in eastwyck, them young n-ggas trap ’til the door fall (trap, trap)
your partner missing, n-gga, in ea, went awol
put a hundred on him, bury him alive by nightfall (for sure)
i make plays like snowfall
who that is? i don’t know y’all
you know i’m a crack baby (yeah)
scooter like to show off (scooter like to show off)
aston, took the doors off (yeah)
you broke, b-tch, you a turnoff (f-ck her)
pull up in that benz truck (1’5 sh-t, n-gga)
lambo’ how i burn off (east quill)

[verse 3: lil quill]
lamborghini
ride in this b-tch, goin’ fast, huh (goin’ fast)
bustdown all on my hands, huh (bustdown)
water, splash, dance (water)
i do this sh-t for my mans (on god)
huh, n-gga talk sh-t, get these hands, huh (get these hands)
f-ckin’ that b-tch, she a fan, huh
d-mn, man (d-mn, man)
too many racks in these godd-mn pants (too many racks)
hmm, that’s crazy (that’s crazy)
eastwyck, candler road, 1’5 babies (eastwyck, candler)
hoes at the spot tryna suck on my babies (hoes at the spot)
pack came in, breakin’ down haiti (break down)
double cup, sippin’ on lazy (what?)
one hundred deep, we not doin’ no favors (one hundred deep)
new whip, suit it up, two-eighty (new whip)
cullinan, mal pull up in mercedes (on god)

- young scooter lyrics

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