Young Thug - I'm Scared (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Young Thug - I'm Scared (en) Lyrics
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Oh, really? Yeah
I'm scared to break the top (Why?)
I'm scared to make a mess because I'm
watched by the cops (Fuck 'em)
I'm scared to count my blessings
'cause I'm being watched
by my opps (Foes)
But fuck it, Lethal Weapon,
let it rip from out the top
of the drop to his scalp
Now he out like a light (Ayy)
Every nigga with me slime and sheisty
Stay on the PJ but I don't
sight-see (No cap)
Somebody tell Oprah I
want wifey (Call me)
I know that lil' mama
tryna fight me (Ayy)
I got slatt engrated in my Nikes
Oh, you caught a body? Doesn't
excite me (Fool)
All my niggas murderers, you're tiny
Runnin' from the cops in
a goddamn Rolls (Ayy)
I just cooked a opp on a goddamn
stove (Cook him)
Shot up the opp block, and I robbed
all they stores (Yeah)
Slime, do you got clocks? Nigga,
twenty times four (Let's go)
Robbed him for his dank and his
car and gas tank (Let's go)
I'ma rob that bank, I'ma, I'ma rob
that bank (I'ma rob the bank)
If I hit New York, I take my shank
like a Yankee (On God)
They stabbed him and he died, 'cause
it's pointy and they yankin' (Woo)
Straight up out the 6, I don't talk,
I just fire (Straight up)
Book me for a show, I put a
Glock on my rider (On God)
Niggas clout chasing, they don't want
smoke, they wanna go viral (21)
I just cooked the opp block in
a deep fryer (Straight up)
We don't go back and forth, dawg,
we really shootin' shit (On God)
Y'all riding 'round like killers, nigga,
who the fuck you hit? (21)
She let me nut in her jaw,
I would've hit raw, but she
ain't have walls (21)
This ain't middle school, when
you sucking on me, please
include the balls (On God)
Thirty hanging off my TEC, gang don't
tippy-toe, nigga, we step (21)
Richard Mille cost more than all
that cheap ass shit sitting
'round your neck (Pussy)
Buster, I could've booked you
for a show same price that
I booked this jet (Fool)
12 already know not to interrogate me
if he got hit below the neck (Shh)
Yeah, nigga flexing money, if I want
it, then I'll take it (Doe Beezy)
Heard y'all run them faces, you ain't
heard? I shoot faces, yeah
Fuck shit, better save it,
you ain't heard? We don't
play it, uh (No cap)
If a nigga had some beef with
us, he met the pavement,
uh (Gang gang, gang)
This that ain't no cap at all,
I can't hang around no fraud
Niggas hating 'cause I ball,
grrah, problem solved
Hit your bitch, blow out her walls,
I just bust all in her jaws
Bitch, we slimy as they come,
my youngin probably snake
his dawg (Slatt, slatt)
Cop that Rove' (Woo, woo), and
that Rolls (Woo, woo, skrrt)
All my niggas sick, they wipe
your nose (Grrt, bah)
Ain't never froze (Nah, nah),
blow my pole (Boom, boom)
Heard you gangster, it don't count
no more, you told (Pussy)
No, this Raf shit can't change, we just
running up them bands (Let's go)
Tryna figure out which opp that's
gon' get murdered with
my advance (Freebandz)
Poppin' pills, it got me geeked
up, nigga, catch me
when I land (Let's go)
Please don't play like I won't
hop right off the jet, jump
in a minivan (Oh really?)
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