"BMG/ LL SCOOTER" lyrics

Lil' bro serve that dog food, that shit straight off the block
Nigga, I just copped a brand-new G-lock
The racks just came in, I don't give a fuck about no thots
I got bags, just call my nigga up, he'll send 'em on the spot
Ask me call my dentist, try to touch it, you'll get mopped
Man I can't slime my nigga, that shit ain't right, that shit just flaw
Huh, huh, huh, that shit just ain't right, dirtied up my Sprite, huh
Just met this rap nigga, slimed him out same night, huh
New pint, bust it down, nigga, you know I'm sippin' it raw, huh
You know we got pounds, we got dog food, we got tar
Pull up Black Migo Gang, huh
Nigga, long live Scooter, grew up on that shit, lil' gang
Nigga, long live Scooter, free my brothers out the chains
All my niggas that's in that field, yeah, they trap for real
Crack a seal, first thing that I did when I signed my deal
All this money, had to re-up, I don't know how to feel
I got old, I got brand new, yeah, blue hundreds
Tryna put my new ho on the game, she thought she knew somethin'
That shit is not a gimmick, get off blues and ho somethin', yeah
I'm off pills, I been high for real, tryin' not to lose my life
Behind the wheel and I'm barely steerin', almost lost my life
Niggas ain't real, yeah, they all be hoes, that shit come with a price, shit
Gamblin' with my life, that bitch caught my eye
Yeah, we lit like the mob, rich as fuck, I might retire
Throwin' bullets at your Hornet like a quarterback throwin' spirals
Yeah