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Scram!
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Pop
Scram! was released on November 28, 2021 by Scooter Jr. as a part of the album Scram! - Single
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Release DateNovember 28, 2021
LabelScooter Jr.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM86

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin Pillette
Justin Pillette
Songwriter

Lyrics

Shorty a dancer, so I buy her Dior kicks
Looking for answers, brain full of messed up shit
Give me a chance girl, I'm begging you for one more kiss
That's when I asked her, baby are you scared to live like this
Keep smoking like this be best friends with cancer
One minute smile in my face, next I'm a bastard
Guess well never get to see our happy ever after
Enough with the chatter, peace out, please scram, woah
I swear you drive me insane, dismayed
These diamonds on me checks paid, wrist bling
You told me that you wouldn't ever leave me for shit
But now we block each other doesn't need to be like this, woah
Stacking up the backends think I found me the key
Took the gang to Chama Gaucha swear we spent like seven G's
Once I lost touch in we is when I found love in me
Couldn't put trust in no one I finally feel free
I told her right from the start, don't you fuck with my heart
Pop out to the club I look alright that's from the outside
Demons on my mind and my chest on the down climb
Now I'm feeling lonelier than ever, that's the downside
Telling me I won't do better, thinking I would downsize
Pop out with a dime and all these bitches got some frowns crying
All these pussy **** been my sons, look at my crown shine
Text me just to check up know you keep me in the loop
I'm tied around your finger, and your stuck to me like glue
I wish I had an option, stay or leave won't let me choose
Feel like Malcom in the middle, fuck me up I'm black and blue
To say at one point in time my feelings for you they were true
But now I want to see you rot in Hell, bitch show me the proof
Now I want to know if everything you really said was truth
Waking up is a struggle and i blame that on you
But I stay strong, got to keep the hustle get my work going
Heart breaks long, sick and tired of rapping all these love songs
I feel the worst off, guess that loving you was just a curse wrong
No more feelings in between us woah, guess the loves gone
Went to roll another jay, but my buds gone
Pluggy he promoting my addictions I'm a drug pawn
Putting on this mink it look like I got a rug on
I'm getting higher than supplier way longer before the buzz gone
Shorty a dancer, so I buy her Dior kicks
Looking for answers, brain full of messed up shit
Give me a chance girl, I'm begging you for one more kiss
That's when I asked her, baby are you scared to live like this
Keep smoking like this be best friends with cancer
One minute smile in my face, next I'm a bastard
Guess well never get to see our happy ever after
Enough with the chatter, peace out, please scram, woah
Written by: Justin Pillette
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