| Yung Lan on the track
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| It’s your boy Versace Man
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| Scooter trap rollin', yeah, it’s bunkin', bunkin'
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| Street, can I get some credit? |
| You ain’t nothin', nothin'
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| Nigga, get on your grind and stop petty hustlin'
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| If your trap ain’t hot, it ain’t bunkin', bunkin'
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| Burglar bars and cameras how we hustlin', hustlin'
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| I rerock the weed, money doublin', doublin'
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| You a petty hustler, watchin' another nigga’s sack
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| You a petty hustler, and I can’t be around that, Street
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| Petty ass nigga, stay the fuck from 'round me
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| I got out my situation, now I’m 'bout to sign me
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| Every day a lituation, all these Freebandz 'round me
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| You ain’t even worth a ten, why the fuck you 'round me?
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| She set her baby daddy up, bitch, you a petty ho
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| I’m from Lil Mexico, I ain’t talkin' 'bout Mexico
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| I built my name off stretching dope like elastic
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| I really made a couple million off plastic
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| They hit me with the gang charge, it’s a petty case
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| My name heavy in the streets, nigga, you featherweight
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| You never made it to a brick, you moving petty weight
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| Brought out like fifty bricks today, they gone the same day, Street
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| Scooter trap rollin', yeah, it’s bunkin', bunkin'
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| Street, can I get some credit? |
| You ain’t nothin', nothin'
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| Nigga, get on your grind and stop petty hustlin'
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| If your trap ain’t hot, it ain’t bunkin', bunkin'
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| Burglar bars and cameras how we hustlin', hustlin'
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| I rerock the weed, money doublin', doublin'
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| You a petty hustler, watchin' another nigga’s sack
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| You a petty hustler, and I can’t be around that, Street
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| Throwin' this money amazing, I’m goin' crazy, I’m in Magic on the stage
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| No shirt, ten chains, I ain’t ashamed, I ain’t come to play games
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| Fuck it, you got enough money, you just gotta shoot it, you ain’t even gotta
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| aim, yeah
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| I’m with 'Set, free Tay, yeah
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| Ain’t no cap in my game, yeah
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| Rolls Royce switch lanes, yeah
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| Ain’t no dirt on my name
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| I’m in the Westin gettin' loads off
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| I still’ll pay a J to drop a ho off
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| Let 'em play one time, I’ma go off
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| I done got rich, I don’t need to show off
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| I can keep sippin', I won’t even dose
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| Nigga still livin' like I’m kicking doors
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| We caught him slipping, had to wipe his nose
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| I’m standing tall on 'em, ten toes
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| I got some bros still selling loads
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| Try to wave motion, we switch hoes
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| Know I done blew a mil' on clothes
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| Had to cut off my phone, yeah
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| Trap keep on rollin'
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| Told them folks I’m gone
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| Scooter trap rollin', yeah, it’s bunkin', bunkin'
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| Street, can I get some credit? |
| You ain’t nothin', nothin'
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| Nigga, get on your grind and stop petty hustlin'
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| If your trap ain’t hot, it ain’t bunkin', bunkin'
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| Burglar bars and cameras how we hustlin', hustlin'
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| I rerock the weed, money doublin', doublin'
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| You a petty hustler, watchin' another nigga’s sack
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| You a petty hustler, and I can’t be around that, Street |
Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Petty, artist - Young Scooter. Album song Trap Hero, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп