No Features

[Intro]

Yung Lan on the track

Yeah

All I rap is like real life music, man

Day-to-day shit, man

We don't make party music, man

Haha, yeah

[Chorus: Young Scooter]

I don’t really need no features (Nah)

All my work, I beat it (Yeah)

Baby mama called me a cheater (Cheater)

Everything I do illegal (Yeah)

Used to ride in the old Regal (Skrrt)

Now I'm pulling up two-seater (Skrrt)

Backends, frontends, frontends, backends

I gotta feed my people (Count up)

Take your bitch home, I eat her (Yeah)

And I ain't worried ’bout you either (Nah)

I don't really need no features (Nope)

'Cause I really live what I rap (Street)

And I don't really no features (Street)

'Cause half of these rappers be cap (Cap)

Realest zone in Atlanta

Zone 6 where it's at (Street)

[Verse 1: Young Scooter]

Backends, frontends, frontends, backends

What you gon' do when the folks start running?

I don't wanna rap if it ain’t ’bout money

Zone 6 niggas don't play ’bout money

Fell asleep cookin' dope, burnt a half a brick up

Fuck her for an hour, you can come pick your bitch up

Put mil' in the shower, gotta wash the residue off

You don't wanna piss me off, I’ll knock your whole crew off

Baby mama called me a cheater (Cheater)

I already know she a cheater (Cheater)

I told her like this, "We equal

But you got broke nigga fever" (Yeah)

I got rich nigga problems (Street)

And I gotta feed my people

I know you got your connect

But all my work a little cheaper (BMG)

By the truckload, all sixty-five backends

Direct deposit, I don't ever see the frontend

Pilot get a bonus every time he fly in

All I do is work, I'm a real black Mexican

Lost a hundred racks with Brady, I'ma bet again

Twenty-six a brick, you can them LeVeon

Damn, watch out for these niggas, half of 'em 12

[Chorus: Young Scooter]

I don't really need no features (Nah)

All my work, I beat it (Yeah)

Baby mama called me a cheater (Cheater)

Everything I do illegal (Yeah)

Used to ride in the old Regal (Skrrt)

Now I'm pulling up two-seater (Skrrt)

Backends, frontends, frontends, backends

I gotta feed my people (Count up)

Take your bitch home, I eat her (Yeah)

And I ain't worried 'bout you either (Nah)

I don't really need no features (Nope)

'Cause I really live what I rap (Street)

And I don't really no features (Street)

'Cause half of these rappers be cap (Cap)

Realest zone in Atlanta

Zone 6 where it's at (Street)

[Verse 2: Kodak Black]

I don't need no bitch, I got racks

I'm a Zoe so I don't say slatt

Everything I rap, facts

You can get whacked, facts

Canali on my back, Panama hat to match

I don't need no friends, I'm rich

Sippin' on lean, I'm sick (Ayy)

I'ma drink all I can sip, uh

Water on my neck, come dip, baby girl

Tryna be lit, get killed

Fuckin' with me, get flipped

All of this drip, don't slip

All of these goddamn games

I don't fuck with niggas, they lame

Niggas ain't from my section

Niggas ain't out here steppin'

I be outside with the weapon

[Chorus: Young Scooter]

I don't really need no features (Nah)

All my work, I beat it (Yeah)

Baby mama called me a cheater (Cheater)

Everything I do illegal (Yeah)

Used to ride in the old Regal (Skrrt)

Now I'm pulling up two-seater (Skrrt)

Backends, frontends, frontends, backends

I gotta feed my people (Count up)

Take your bitch home, I eat her (Yeah)

And I ain't worried 'bout you either (Nah)

I don't really need no features (Nope)

'Cause I really live what I rap (Street)

And I don't really no features (Street)

'Cause half of these rappers be cap (Cap)

Realest zone in Atlanta

Zone 6 where it's at (Street)