No Features lyrics

[Intro]
Yung Lan on the track
Yeah
All I rap is like real life music, man
Day-to-day sh*t, man
We don't make party music, man
Haha, yeah

[Chorus: Young Scooter]
I don’t really need no features (Nah)
All my work, I beat it (Yeah)
Baby mama called me a cheater (Cheater)
Everything I do illegal (Yeah)
Used to ride in the old Regal (Skrrt)
Now I'm pulling up two-seater (Skrrt)
Backends, frontends, frontends, backends
I gotta feed my people (Count up)
Take your b*tch home, I eat her (Yeah)
And I ain't worried ’bout you either (Nah)
I don't really need no features (Nope)
'Cause I really live what I rap (Street)
And I don't really no features (Street)
'Cause half of these rappers be cap (Cap)
Realest zone in Atlanta
Zone 6 where it's at (Street)
[Verse 1: Young Scooter]
Backends, frontends, frontends, backends
What you gon' do when the folks start running?
I don't wanna rap if it ain’t ’bout money
Zone 6 n*ggas don't play ’bout money
Fell asleep cookin' dope, burnt a half a brick up
f*ck her for an hour, you can come pick your b*tch up
Put mil' in the shower, gotta wash the residue off
You don't wanna p*ss me off, I’ll knock your whole crew off
Baby mama called me a cheater (Cheater)
I already know she a cheater (Cheater)
I told her like this, "We equal
But you got broke n*gga fever" (Yeah)
I got rich n*gga problems (Street)
And I gotta feed my people
I know you got your connect
But all my work a little cheaper (BMG)
By the truckload, all sixty-five backends
Direct deposit, I don't ever see the frontend
Pilot get a bonus every time he fly in
All I do is work, I'm a real black Mexican
Lost a hundred racks with Brady, I'ma bet again
Twenty-six a brick, you can them LeVeon
Damn, watch out for these n*ggas, half of 'em 12

[Chorus: Young Scooter]
I don't really need no features (Nah)
All my work, I beat it (Yeah)
Baby mama called me a cheater (Cheater)
Everything I do illegal (Yeah)
Used to ride in the old Regal (Skrrt)
Now I'm pulling up two-seater (Skrrt)
Backends, frontends, frontends, backends
I gotta feed my people (Count up)
Take your b*tch home, I eat her (Yeah)
And I ain't worried 'bout you either (Nah)
I don't really need no features (Nope)
'Cause I really live what I rap (Street)
And I don't really no features (Street)
'Cause half of these rappers be cap (Cap)
Realest zone in Atlanta
Zone 6 where it's at (Street)
[Verse 2: Kodak Black]
I don't need no b*tch, I got racks
I'm a Zoe so I don't say slatt
Everything I rap, facts
You can get whacked, facts
Canali on my back, Panama hat to match
I don't need no friends, I'm rich
Sippin' on lean, I'm sick (Ayy)
I'ma drink all I can sip, uh
Water on my neck, come dip, baby girl
Tryna be lit, get killed
f*ckin' with me, get flipped
All of this drip, don't slip
All of these goddamn games
I don't f*ck with n*ggas, they lame
n*ggas ain't from my section
n*ggas ain't out here steppin'
I be outside with the weapon

[Chorus: Young Scooter]
I don't really need no features (Nah)
All my work, I beat it (Yeah)
Baby mama called me a cheater (Cheater)
Everything I do illegal (Yeah)
Used to ride in the old Regal (Skrrt)
Now I'm pulling up two-seater (Skrrt)
Backends, frontends, frontends, backends
I gotta feed my people (Count up)
Take your b*tch home, I eat her (Yeah)
And I ain't worried 'bout you either (Nah)
I don't really need no features (Nope)
'Cause I really live what I rap (Street)
And I don't really no features (Street)
'Cause half of these rappers be cap (Cap)
Realest zone in Atlanta
Zone 6 where it's at (Street)