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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Scooter
Vocals
Lil Baby
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Milan Modi
Songwriter
Kenneth Bailey
Songwriter
Lil Baby
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Versace Beatz
Producer
Trey Stylez
Engineer
Yung Lan
Producer
Lyrics
Young Lan on the track
It's your boy Versace Man
Scooter trap rollin', yeah, it's bunkin', bunkin'
Street, can I get some credit? Ain't nothin', nothin'
Nigga, get on your grind and stop petty hustlin'
If your trap ain't hot, it ain't bunkin', bunkin'
Burglar bars and cameras how we hustlin', hustlin'
I rerock the weed, money doublin', doublin'
You a petty hustler, watchin' another nigga's sack
You a petty hustler, and I can't be around that, street
Petty ass nigga, stay the fuck from 'round me
I got out my situation, now I'm 'bout to sign me
Every day a lituation, all these Freebandz 'round me
You ain't even worth a ten, why the fuck you 'round me?
She set her baby daddy up, bitch, you a petty ho
I'm from lil' Mexico, I ain't talkin' 'bout Mexico
I built my name off stretching dope like elastic
I really made a couple million off plastic
They hit me with the gang charge, it's a petty case
My name heavy in the streets, nigga, you featherweight
You never made it to a brick, you moving petty weight
Brought out like fifty bricks today, they gone the same day, street
Scooter trap rollin', yeah, it's bunkin', bunkin'
Street, can I get some credit? Ain't nothin', nothin'
Nigga, get on your grind and stop petty hustlin'
If your trap ain't hot, it ain't bunkin', bunkin'
Burglar bars and cameras how we hustlin', hustlin'
I rerock the weed, money doublin', doublin'
You a petty hustler, watchin' another nigga's sack
You a petty hustler, and I can't be around that, street
Throwin' this money amazing
I'm goin' crazy, I'm in Magic on the stage
No shirt, ten chains, I ain't ashamed, I ain't come to play games
Fuck it, you got enough money, you just gotta shoot it
You ain't even gotta aim, yeah
I'm with 'Set, free Tay, yeah
Ain't no cap in my game, yeah
Rolls Royce switch lanes, yeah
Ain't no dirt on my name
I'm in the Westin gettin' loads off
I still a pay a J to drop a ho off
Let 'em play one time, I'ma go off
I done got rich, I don't need to show off
I keep sippin', I won't even dose
Nigga still livin' like I'm kicking doors
We caught him slipping, had to wipe his nose
I'm standing tall on 'em, ten toes
I got some bros still selling loads
Tryna wave motion, we switch hoes
Know I done blew a mil' on clothes
Had to cut off my phone, yeah
Trap keep on rollin'
Told them folks I'm gone
Scooter trap rollin', yeah, it's bunkin', bunkin'
Street, can I get some credit? Ain't nothin', nothin'
Nigga, get on your grind and stop petty hustlin'
If your trap ain't hot, it ain't bunkin', bunkin'
Burglar bars and cameras how we hustlin', hustlin'
I rerock the weed, money doublin', doublin'
You a petty hustler, watchin' another nigga's sack
You a petty hustler, and I can't be around that, street
Writer(s): Milan Modi, Dominique Jones, Kenneth Bailey, Thomas Moran
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