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In Scoom We Trust
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Who is that? Bounce out, where you goin'? Come here
Uh, uh, uh
See a opp, bend right out right the car
Started lettin' off shots
Ain't have my mask
(Ain't have my mask)
Nah, this ain't real
This shit all props
The feds been on my ass
(This shit all props)
Hoes don't want me for me
That love be fake
They want me for my bag
(For my bag)
I love the life I live
But it come with risks
Any day can be my last
(I can make it a day)
Pull up to the lo'
We gon' camp out
Wait 'til he come out, bounce out
Put him to rest (Grr)
Them cutters 'nem really give head taps
Knock his whole shit back
Boy, ain't no need for vest
(Nuh-uh, it head tap)
Don't play with my gang 'cause you'll
Get stretched
Tote Glock with a switch
And it come with a Vec' (Grr)
I would say his name in this song
But I ain't gon' do it
Just know lil' Kia boy checked
(His ass died)
We ridin' in black trucks
Fast as fuck, but I'm still masked up
Hoes tryna see where we at
(They know where we at)
Nah, I ain't gotta act tough
Or I gotta call for backup
I'll show you I'm a vet
(This shit real)
If he play foul, we gon'
Give him a TEC
"Lil Scoom, what you smokin'?
"I'm smokin' on Wreck"
Beat her lil' back in
Show her lil' ass how to act
Then she get my name on her neck
(My name on her neck)
But fuck it, they in the car
I'm out here still dumpin' (Grr)
How the fuck it's 2024?
Them niggas still runnin'
(Where you goin'? Where you goin'?)
Nah, this not a MAC, bitch
This a switch, aka real button
(A real button)
I hate hoes who slide in my DMs
And they ass ain't on nothin'
(Lil' bitch, watch out)
Time to slide, Lil Will hit my phone
Text me, "How we comin'?"
(How we comin', twin?)
TY tweakin', yeah, he on that car
But lil' bro over clutchin'
(Chill out, chill out)
Cuffin' sluts, we ain't doin' that
These bitches over fuckin'
(They ass fuckin')
We play ball, fuck rap
Bitch, we slidin'
The opps, they ass steady duckin' (Skrrt, grr)
On that block, we jump out with Glocks
But I get over low (Ayy, I'm low)
Sit back, listen
Teach you how to beat the system
Don't talk, play it slow
(Ayy, don't say nothin')
Trustin' hoes, you gon' get backdoored
'cause they gon' drop the lo' (They droppin' lo's)
They want war with us
Ain't scared of shit
Let's see who blow that smoke
See a opp, bend right out right the car
Started lettin' off shots
Ain't have my mask
Nah, this ain't real
This shit all props
The feds been on my ass
Hoes don't want me for me
That love be fake
They want me for my bag
I love the life I live
But it come with risks
Any day can be my last
Pull up to the lo'
We gon' camp out
Wait 'til he come out
Bounce out, put him to rest
Them cutters 'nem really give head taps
Knock his whole shit back
Boy, ain't no need for vest
Don't play with my gang
'cause you'll get stretched
Tote Glock with a switch
And it come with a Vec'
Would say his name in this song
But I ain't gon' do it
Just know lil' Kia boy checked
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