Trippple Cross Lyrics - Young Scooter

[Intro: Young Thug] 

Murder was the case that they gave niggas like us 

Murder was the case that they gave niggas like us 

[Verse 1: Young Scooter] 

Every day I wake up, I get high as a kite 

Fuckin' with your baby mama, I damn near missed my flight 

Drunk in the mall and pick it up, I don't check no price 

My lil' bitch from New York, she told me talk to her nice 

I told that bitch just pay attention, I could change your life 

You drive these bricks to Atlanta, I'll give you 25 racks 

How many bricks in the trunk? Bitch, don't worry 'bout that 

Why you in that old ass Acura? I got a compartment in that 

Trap check, trap check, nigga, check your spots 

If anything missin', just connect the dots 

Shit, I came from the bottom, no way in hell I could flop 

Street Lottery, they waitin' on my album to drop 

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[Chorus: Young Thug] 

Murder be the case they givin' niggas like us 

First body we caught was off a Xan, school buses 

All the jewelry I got on today is white like Ku Klux 

[?] fire, dogs, jump in his cage, you ate up, yeah 

[Verse 2: Future] 

Pocahontas bitch, her hair long down to her ass 

White jewelry on, like the confederate flag 

Diamonds on your ankle, I put minks on your back 

Trap go super fast, nigga, bag full of cash 

Trap money comin' in, thousand bags of gas 

Walked in the Cartier store and I fucked up the stash 

Good Actavis on, big Rolex on, that new bitch look like a check 

15 bitches just came from England, sittin' on a Global Express 

Walkin' in Fendi, no pretendin', gotta have a lot of baguettes 

Drop top, wintertime, we can't turn down, 25 karats on my chest 

14 keys on my desk, lookin' like an Olympic 

Hit my first lick, I went to Gucci then I spent it 

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[Chorus: Young Thug] 

Murder be the case they givin' niggas like us 

First body we caught was off a Xan, school buses 

All the jewelry I got on today is white like Ku Klux 

[?] fire, dogs, jump in his cage, you ate up, yeah 

[Verse 3: Young Scooter] 

Hundred racks, hundred racks, every day I juug a hundred packs 

Walk out the door with it and you'll never get your money back 

200 racks, 200 racks, every month I make 200 racks 

Call with a brick or what, how the hell you get off bond for that? 

Broke ass niggas got the game fucked up 

Tellin' on niggas just to get their time cut 

Wake up out my sleep and count some Freebandz up 

Scooter get your money, stay away from them ducks 

I'm not in the industry, I'm in the streets with bricks 

In the streets with pounds, lay your bitch ass down 

Send a ghost at one of you niggas, he won't make a sound 

God blessed me with these millions so I'ma keep 'em around 

Street! 

[Chorus: Young Thug] 

Murder be the case they givin' niggas like us 

First body we caught was off a Xan, school buses 

All the jewelry I got on today is white like Ku Klux 

[?] fire, dogs, jump in his cage, you ate up, yeah