This is a song about "1800 scoop"

I swooped up the number 1 pick like i had the scoop from the

Aroma, strong enough to bring ‘em outta coma

Then scoop up the wrong head to wash your skin flute

But i'm a different route, hip-hop lyric route

I call em up, they might fall through

Yea i played wit that shit too

Now them broads gon' follow

But im glad it didnt doe

Just call you know i'll come scoop

I’m saving major loot

My name is timb aka thomas crown

Streets know that i'll never drown

Swear i will murk any beat

Aye it almost got me 6 feet

Have your girlfriend calling an ambulance to come scoop yo ass up

I’m a bad boy, bitch, ask puff, sip ciroc its my last cup