100 Figure Freestyle Lyrics

Oh woah, oh woah, oh woah

What the fuck these niggas thought bitch I'm gon' blow

Yea, yea, oh woah

I'm trynna' make 100 figures, wit' all my niggas bitch

She won't give it up to you for me she not that innocent

If a nigga hating on my grind it's clear he ignorant

Go get in your bag lil' bro you look mad that I'm killing it

Hope y'all understand with this that I'm just getting started

Go dumb on every beat niggas starting to think that I'm retarded

I'm on my road to riches so the old me, he departed

And trials and tribulations, made me me, now I'm the hardest

You can't compete with me, My kin em' bleed with me

I'm swaggin', fuckin hoes, with tinted shades, like Easy E

I brought her to the spot, I want some top, with scenery

Keep talking on my name, I'm on your head, like beanies be

I'm floating on this bitch

It's gas up in the whip

My chains gold, earrings gold, Trojan on my dick

It's so much gold on me like Magnum sponsored me or sum shit

You think you hurting me with no response you dumb as shit

You just making it way easier to leave, you silly bitch

You popping shit but you know you not him, you silly lick

Oh you say yous' a dog well I got dogs lets Micheal Vick

I'm hotter than a bitch right now I feel like I can't miss, at all

What the fuck these niggas thought lil' bitch yes I been on

I'm balling with my brothers like Kyrie and I'm Lebron

I'm flexing if I stunt his ass okay then I'd be wrong

I came to get my sack, paper, leave, and then I'm gone

Ion' rap bitch I float,

This dick she gone choke,

I damn near touched her heart I'm so deep in this lil' bitch throat

And life go down or up, but up the way my paper go

And may God cut my legs, if I ever chase a hoe (Oh woah)

I'm trynna' make 100 figures, with all my niggas bitch

She won't give it up to you for me she not that innocent

If a nigga hating on my grind it's clear he ignorant

Go get in your bag lil' bro you look mad that I'm killing it

Hope y'all understand with this that I'm just getting started

Go dumb on every beat niggas starting to think that I'm retarded

I'm on my road to riches so the old me, he departed

And trials and tribulations, made me me, now I'm the hardest

You can't compete with me, My kin em' bleed with me

I'm swaggin', fuckin hoes, with tinted shades, like Easy E

I brought her to the spot, I want some top, with scenery

Keep talking on my name, I'm on yo head, like beanies b