Lyrics Young Scooter

Young Scooter

Fast Living

Yeah

Chouphouze on the track

YSL, BMG, you dig?

Fast cars, bad bitches

Money, cars, fast livin' (Yeah)

Credit cards, dope dealin' (Yeah)

Too much flexin', gon' end up broke nigga (Flex)

Fast cars, fake niggas

The streets is super dirty, so you can't trust niggas (Nah)

Money, cars, bail flippin' (Yeah)

Too much flexin', gon' end up broke nigga

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, nigga, less than two months

Ace gave my first five racks, ten years old

He the first nigga I probably ever seen with a whole

Shit 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 niggas with me, Slime and YB

I get you knocked off, nigga, please don't try me (Street)

Fast cars, bad bitches

Money, cars, fast livin' (Yeah)

Credit cards, dope dealin' (Yeah)

Too much flexin', gon' end up broke nigga (Flex)

Fast cars, fake niggas

The streets is super dirty, so you can't trust niggas (Nah)

Money, cars, bail flippin' (Yeah)

Too much flexin', gon' end up broke nigga

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 nigga who bough your baby mama that last bar

I'm that broke young nigga who made himself a superstar

I got rich off burglar bars, nigga, and check fraud

I'm a Zone 6 nigga gettin' money, I done sold dummies

I worked the streets, I really was hand-to-hand with these junkies

Stay away, from fake niggas

If they turn their back on you, that mean they'll kill ya, for real

Fast cars, bad bitches

Money, cars, fast livin' (Yeah)

Credit cards, dope dealin' (Yeah)

Too much flexin', gon' end up broke nigga (Flex)

Fast cars, fake niggas

The streets is super dirty, so you can't trust niggas (Nah)

Money, cars, bail flippin' (Yeah)

Too much flexin', gon' end up broke nigga