| Alright lets do this |
| Yeah J-Weezy Bozzy J Well |
| Yeah |
| Young Sco Cal Holmes |
| We about to do it real big |
| Take it somewhere we ain’t never took it to before |
| Outside |
| I just rolled up in my Benzo |
| I just rolled up some of that you-know |
| I just popped out of nowhere like whaddaya-know |
| And I ain’t going nowhere you know |
| Y’all don’t know half of my scenario |
| I got niggas all up in my cereal |
| And don’t know if its Applejacks or Cheerios |
| Y’all don’t hear me though |
| It ain’t no clothes in your ear to scope |
| See I just took over your stereo |
| 18 year old college material |
| Putting Philly on the map, philly on my cap |
| The imperial superior |
| And all the skirts wanna give it to Sco |
| Till these shirts mini skirts wanna give it to Sco |
| Stick works skinny work |
| But I’d rather have a fatter |
| If she pay 'em like she weigh 'em give it to Sco |
| See me and my crew ain’t- nothing but trouble |
| And we be coming through like- nothing but trouble |
| And niggas tell us we ain’t- nothing but trouble |
| Especially me I ain’t- nothing but trouble |
| Yeah Philly in the house, Philly in this mount |
| Fitted on perfect, vest on the surface |
| I did it on purpose, fresh out the circus |
| I spit it so murderous, I’m crazy |
| Going through a tough time, got me sippin' JD |
| Seeing in 3-D, see me in a G3 |
| Coastin postin roast it toast it off |
| E & J G & J |
| I hit the VMAs with THC |
| All in my DNA I’m B-A-D |
| To the bone with the chrome |
| Once again its on |
| Club hoppin' once we in the zone |
| We gonna BLAZE, GUZZLE, RAY, BUBBLE, SHIZZLE |
| Misbehave and start trouble |
| SPARK, CHUG, BARK, BUZZ |
| Dippin smashin' Y-A'in it up |
| I rock the party that rocks the body |
| Me Young Gotti we rock the party |
| Now we all in the cleezy no ideezy |
| Young Sco Gotti help me somebody |
| High loaded fly molded |
| Fry floatin' shining glowing |
| Signing flowing rising blowing |
| Crackin' poppin' stackin' dropping |
| Platinum product alive in your ride up |
| For all my survivors and riders |
| We gets wasted faded |
| Nice today enough for the rest of the night |
| Triple XT but my vest just right |
| Tech to my right with my neck full of ice |
| I’ma link up with you later, aight? |
| Take it or leave it I’m a playa for life |
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