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Young Scooter - Fast Living Lyrics

(Intro}:
Yeah
Chouphouze on the track
YSL, BMG, you dig?

(Chorus}:
Fast cars (Fast cars), bad bitches (Bad bitches)
Money, cars (Money), fast livin’ (Yeah)
Credit cards (Credit cards), dope dealin’ (Yeah)
Too much flexin’, gon’ end up broke, nigga (Flex)
Fast cars (Fast cars), fake niggas (Fake niggas)
The streets is super dirty (Dirty), so you can’t trust niggas (Nah)
Money, cars (Money, cars), bale flippin’ (Yeah)
Too much flexin’, gon’ end up broke, nigga

(Verse 1}:
Scooter, you goin’ broke, they say you flex too much
Just got a letter from the casino, say I bet too much
All my juggs complained last week, I stretched it too much
I can make a half a M, nigga, less than two months
Ace gave my first five racks, ten years old
He the first nigga I probably ever seen with a whole
Shit I grew up on the block, with the rock, young Hov
I got six spots, every room got three, four stoves
I done burned the streets up to the third degree
I got real OG’s like Spook and Will with me
Rich young niggas with me, Slime and YB
I get you knocked off, nigga, please don’t try me, street

(Chorus}:
Fast cars (Fast cars), bad bitches (Bad bitches)
Money, cars (Money), fast livin’ (Yeah)
Credit cards (Credit cards), dope dealin’ (Yeah)
Too much flexin’, gon’ end up broke, nigga (Flex)
Fast cars (Fast cars), fake niggas (Fake niggas)
The streets is super dirty (Dirty), so you can’t trust niggas (Nah)
Money, cars (Money, cars), bale flippin’ (Yeah)
Too much flexin’, gon’ end up broke, nigga

(Verse 2}:
My partner made a million off the credit card (Credit card)
Plus another half-a-million off the money orders (Money orders)
Overseas, plug send ‘em ‘cross the Florida water (Florida water)
But you know the price double when they get to Georgia (Get to Georgia)
Aston Martin (Aston Martin), fast car (Fast car)
I’m that nigga who bought your baby mama that last bar (Last bar)
I’m that broke young nigga who made himself a superstar (Superstar)
I got rich off burglar bars, nigga, and check fraud (Check fraud)
I’m a Zone 6 nigga gettin’ money, I done sold dummies (Sold dummies)
I worked the streets, I really was hand-to-hand with these junkies
Stay away (Stay away), from fake niggas (Fake niggas)
If they turn their back on you, that mean they’ll kill you, for real

(Chorus}:
Fast cars (Fast cars), bad bitches (Bad bitches)
Money, cars (Money), fast livin’ (Yeah)
Credit cards (Credit cards), dope dealin’ (Yeah)
Too much flexin’, gon’ end up broke, nigga (Flex)
Fast cars (Fast cars), fake niggas (Fake niggas)
The streets is super dirty (Dirty), so you can’t trust niggas (Nah)
Money, cars (Money, cars), bale flippin’ (Yeah)
Too much flexin’, gon’ end up broke, nigga