SKOOT!

I'm not a red flag, red sign, so you know I'm never stopping
You call me papa Jawn, but I ain't fucking if he topping
Rich fantasy, word to toons and tycoons
What a mood, and it make me wanna scoot to-doo-doo

Scoot, scoot
Scoot, scoot (get off then, get off then)
Scoot, scoot
Scoot, scoot (get off then, get off then)

No I'm not seeking validation, I know I am the best
So baby if we got a problem nigga say with your chest
Who next, I'm next, they runner up, last place
I win again and again and they sitting giving stress face

First line, recap, Jannie better than the rest
Tryna school me but they never could pass the test
Yes, I'm a a god, double V S checks
You can see it in the body, in the mug, in the flesh

Water dripping on me, yes i slide and not slip
JD, abbreviated for Jonathan drip
Rephrase, I'm Jawn a not a thin drip
(Drip noise) that is Jonathan's drip

They bitter and acting phony
Been peeping they tryna pay me
But steady watching my story so I'm a give them a show

Fuck tomatoes, throw bologna
Not living up to they name
So I promise the crowd ain't leaving until I'm ready to go

I'm not a red flag, red sign, so you know I'm never stopping
You call me papa Jawn, but I ain't fucking if he topping
Rich fantasy, word to toons and tycoons
What a mood, and it make me wanna scoot to-doo-doo

Scoot, scoot
Scoot, scoot (get off then, get off then)
Scoot, scoot
Scoot, scoot (get off then, get off then)

I Ain't beefing with no broke nigga
Make me Put some money on his head then it's up nigga
Ghetto lil bitch, he like niggas on a four wheeler
Itching for the money like I'm feigning for the dope dealer

(Know I'm bout the business)

Probably see me in a six speed
Or playing tag in the Benz going fifty past sixty
And fuck a lame and a weak bitch
Got them press bout a nigga that i spent for a week bitch

Broke bitch you should never laugh
Bitch I'm young and I'm rich, ain't a nigga that I can't have
Ayo Jawn, what they pressed foe?
Got no love for these niggas or my kinfolk.

So word to the queen, yes, do we have a problem?
Harder than the rest, what's a goon to a (goblin)
Niggas pinching pennies so he had to get the boot!
I can't do a broke fella so that dollar got to scoot!
(Its the hood rich stunner!)

I'm not a red flag, red sign, so you know I'm never stopping
You call me papa Jawn, but i ain't fucking if he topping
Rich fantasy, word to toons and tycoons
What a mood, and it make me wanna scoot to-doo-doo

Scoot, scoot
Scoot, scoot (get off then, get off then)
Scoot, scoot
Scoot, scoot (get off then, get off then)



Credits
Writer(s): Jonathan Harris
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