Top Songs By Marcus Latief Scott
Credits
AUSFÜHRENDE KÜNSTLER:INNEN
Marcus Latief Scott
Künstler:in
KOMPOSITION UND LIEDTEXT
John A Costello III
Songwriter:in
Lyrics
You scared you scared you scared
You scared you scared you scared
You scared you scared you scared
Trips to Cancun ballin’ n my boat with bitches
Pickin’ up some kilos hustlers know I did it
Gobblin’ up my money feds be takin’ pictures
High as fuck like the clouds on a space mission
All my bitches look exotic call me up I’m castin’
Put her on the couch lights camera action
They not winnin’ me diamonds in my rings bling
I might fuck your mama then feed her chicken wings
Ooh I ain’t never phony never scared
Never run up on me you scared you scared you scared
Ooh I ain’t never phony never scared
Never run up on me you scared you scared you scared
Ooh I ain’t never phony never scared
Never run up on me you scared you scared you scared
Ooh I ain’t never phony never scared
Never run up on me you scared you scared you scared
Ridin’ in a foreign lookin’ like a player
Keep a calculator I was addin’ up my paper ching
Flyin’ on my jets gettin’ half from my bitches
Police lookin’ for me you can blame the snitches
Police lookin’ for me I sell drugs and them hookers
People know about me I’m a real bad booger
Suckers lookin’ greasy cuz their paper low
I can count a million dollars and fuck the po po
Ooh I ain’t never phony never scared
Never run up on me you scared you scared you scared
Ooh I ain’t never phony never scared
Never run up on me you scared you scared you scared
Ooh I ain’t never phony never scared
Never run up on me you scared you scared you scared
Ooh I ain’t never phony never scared
Never run up on me you scared you scared you scared
Came a long way riches people used to tease me
Now I fuckin’ breezy sayin’ what you see on TV
Rappers want to copy haters lookin’ jealous
I keep doin’ me pimpin’ hoes and dope sellin’
Money from Berlin I got euros I got yen
Fuckin’ strippers and their friends poppin’ bottles boy I win
Never know what’s gonna happen pack a pistol shooter
Keep the automatic I will send a hot one through ya
Ooh I ain’t never phony never scared
Never run up on me you scared Blaka blaka brrr brrr
You scared you scared
Ooh I ain’t never phony never scared
Never run up on me you scared Blaka blaka brrr brrr
You scared you scared
Ooh I ain’t never phony never scared
Never run up on me you scared Blaka blaka brrr brrr
You scared you scared
Ooh I ain’t never phony never scared
Never run up on me you yuh yuh
Ooh ooh scared you scared you scared
Credit cards
Dope money
Getting cash
Hoes love me
Haters pay attention
Cuz they know that I ain't phony
Ask yo crew about me
Ask yo women
If I'm rowdy rowdy
Pull the shotty out
Leave the whole seen cloudy
Ooh I ain’t never phony never scared
Pull the shotty out leave the whole scene cloudy never rough and rowdy boy
Never run up on me you scared you scared you scared
Credit cards man dope money cash gang bang
Ooh I ain’t never phony never scared
Haters pay attention cuz they know I’m pimpin’ after all they winnin’
I ain’t never phony never scared you a bitch ****
Pull the trigga **** click the stitch ****
You be talkin’ to the police all the time
Ooh ooh scared you scared you scared
You just run and grab your gun all the time
Ooh ooh scared you scared you scared
You get beat up every day and night
You call your homies to back up your sight
Ooh ooh scared you scared you scared
Ooh
Written by: John A Costello III