fast living - young scooter lyrics
[intro]
yeah
chouphouze on the track
ysl, bmg, you dig?
[chorus]
fast cars, bad b-tches
money, cars, fast livin’ (yeah)
credit cards, dope dealin’ (yeah)
too much flexin’, gon’ end up broke n-gg- (flex)
fast cars, fake n-gg-s
the streets is super dirty, so you can’t trust n-gg-s (nah)
money, cars, bail flippin’ (yeah)
too much flexin’, gon’ end up broke n-gg-
[verse 1]
scooter you goin’ broke, they say you flex too much
got a letter from the casino, say i bet too much
all my juggs complained last week, say i stretched it too much
i can make a half a m, n-gg-, less than two months
ace gave my first five racks, ten years old
he the first n-gg- i probably ever seen with a whole
sh-t i grew up on the block, with a rock, young hov
i got six spots, every room got three or four stoves
i done burnt the streets up to the third degree
i got real ogs like spook and will with me
rich young n-gg-s with me, slime and yb
i get you knocked off, n-gg-, please don’t try me (street)
[chorus]
fast cars, bad b-tches
money, cars, fast livin’ (yeah)
credit cards, dope dealin’ (yeah)
too much flexin’, gon’ end up broke n-gg- (flex)
fast cars, fake n-gg-s
the streets is super dirty, so you can’t trust n-gg-s (nah)
money, cars, bail flippin’ (yeah)
too much flexin’, gon’ end up broke n-gg-
[verse 2]
my partner made a million off the credit card
plus another half-a-million off the money orders
overseas plug, send ’em ‘cross the florida waters
but you know the prices double when they get to georgia
aston martin, fast car
i’m that n-gg- who bough your baby mama that last bar
i’m that broke young n-gg- who made himself a superstar
i got rich off burglar bars, n-gg-, and check fraud
i’m a zone 6 n-gg- gettin’ money, i done sold dummies
i worked the streets, i really was hand-to-hand with these junkies
stay away, from fake n-gg-s
if they turn their back on you, that mean they’ll k!ll ya, for real
[chorus]
fast cars, bad b-tches
money, cars, fast livin’ (yeah)
credit cards, dope dealin’ (yeah)
too much flexin’, gon’ end up broke n-gg- (flex)
fast cars, fake n-gg-s
the streets is super dirty, so you can’t trust n-gg-s (nah)
money, cars, bail flippin’ (yeah)
too much flexin’, gon’ end up broke n-gg-
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