[Intro: Young Scooter]
(Zaytoven)
Yeah, haha
Yeah, street shit
Yeah, no party music, nigga
Yeah, we don't do that
[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Real talk, what you gon' do when the pressure on?
All snitch niggas get blown down like saxophones
Two-thousand-twenty, I ain't talkin' on no cellphone (No cap)
You know them feds listenin', it's tapped, you dead wrong (Yeah)
Phone conversations get you thirty years (Thirty years)
I ain't talkin' on the phone for a whole year (Yeah)
You know where the spot at, you can meet me there (Jugghouse)
And you can't trust half these niggas, they wear wires, yeah
[Verse 1: Young Scooter]
He got a wire on, I don't trust shawty
I'm 'bout to trick him to the spot, let Steezy bust shawty
I got a plug in the Bay, I call him E-40
Hit a nigga long range with the Glock 40
Snitchin' at an all-time high now
Niggas tellin' everything to cut they time down
Salute my right-hand partner Pep and son, they stayed down
And if I ever go broke again, lay it down
Every time a nigga snitch, we call him Tekashi
You can't trust these dirty feds, I know they watchin'
Put pressure on these niggas when them bodies droppin'
How he tell on you? I thought that was your partner, Street
(Zaytoven)
Yeah, haha
Yeah, street shit
Yeah, no party music, nigga
Yeah, we don't do that
[Chorus: Young Scooter]
Real talk, what you gon' do when the pressure on?
All snitch niggas get blown down like saxophones
Two-thousand-twenty, I ain't talkin' on no cellphone (No cap)
You know them feds listenin', it's tapped, you dead wrong (Yeah)
Phone conversations get you thirty years (Thirty years)
I ain't talkin' on the phone for a whole year (Yeah)
You know where the spot at, you can meet me there (Jugghouse)
And you can't trust half these niggas, they wear wires, yeah
[Verse 1: Young Scooter]
He got a wire on, I don't trust shawty
I'm 'bout to trick him to the spot, let Steezy bust shawty
I got a plug in the Bay, I call him E-40
Hit a nigga long range with the Glock 40
Snitchin' at an all-time high now
Niggas tellin' everything to cut they time down
Salute my right-hand partner Pep and son, they stayed down
And if I ever go broke again, lay it down
Every time a nigga snitch, we call him Tekashi
You can't trust these dirty feds, I know they watchin'
Put pressure on these niggas when them bodies droppin'
How he tell on you? I thought that was your partner, Street
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