Stop Taking Molly

[Intro: Young Scooter]

Zaytoven

And we jugging on the Zaystreet

[Chorus: Young Scooter]

100 racks on me, 100 racks on me on the daily

Me and Zaytoven; we drop an album, streets crazy

Cooked a whole M out a 200,000 dollar Mercedes

Pussy nigga trap slow, you know the boy too lazy

I stopped taking molly it had me tripping

It had me blowing money fast, knocked me off my pivot

Everyday I go back to hood, not just Thanksgiving (no cap)

I got trap spots in every zone, I’m handling business

[Verse 1: Young Scooter]

I put trap spots in every zone, yeah 1 through 6

Nigga don’t you swing my door for less than a brick

I got more power in the street than 50 Cent (50)

If I was on molly still, I’d probably be broke as shit (no cap)

100 racks on me right now, quarter million in ice right now

I can up the price right now

I’m the reason the price went down

I’m the reason your trap slowed down

Never give up, 10 toes down

Never fold up, always stay down

In the mountain pounds 10 rows down

Back to the city, cop a rock a pound

You niggas got bad luck like the Cleveland Browns

Roadrunner Scooter, everywhere I go I shut it down

If you ain’t talking bout no money, why the fuck you ‘round? (Street)

[Chorus: Young Scooter]

100 racks on me, 100 racks on me on the daily

Me and Zaytoven; we drop an album, streets crazy

Cooked a whole M out a 200,000 dollar Mercedes

Pussy nigga trap slow, you know the boy too lazy

I stopped taking molly it had me tripping

It had me blowing money fast, knocked me off my pivot

Everyday I go back to hood, not just Thanksgiving (no cap)

I got trap spots in every zone, I’m handling business

[Verse 2: Chief Keef]

I stopped taking xannys, I was too high

Live your life, don't up boy 'cause you die

All I see is [?], that bitch u-gly

Say that I [?] that bitch, boy no you lie

The hating shit be spreading just like brummers

Bitch, I'm in the castle, Harold, Kumar

I'm in Lamborghini getting a tumour

The Hellcat catch a fish and make it tuna

Pulled a pocket rocket out my pocket

Bitches like to swat, I cock it, pop it

And I keep the darts from Walmart, Targets

Drill 'em then I take off in a rocket

[Chorus: Young Scooter]

100 racks on me, 100 racks on me on the daily

Me and Zaytoven; we drop an album, streets crazy

Cooked a whole M out a 200,000 dollar Mercedes

Pussy nigga trap slow, you know the boy too lazy

I stopped taking molly it had me tripping

It had me blowing money fast, knocked me off my pivot

Everyday I go back to hood, not just Thanksgiving (no cap)

I got trap spots in every zone, I’m handling business