Hundred Bills Lyrics

Okay, I blow that, I blow that (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Hundred Dollar Bills (yeah, yeah)

Yeah, she throw it back, she throw it back

Shawty, gave me chills

Yeah, she know that, she know that

I just keep it real (I just keep it real)

She make me feel at home (home)

Okay, It's racks, on racks, on racks (racks, on racks, on racks)

Tell her to throw it back, yeah (yeah, yeah)

Pop this terrace party, till' the sun is coming back, yeah

Looking to my left, I see a hundred stacks (hundred stacks)

I toss that to this thotty and I tell her run it back, yeah

I see her savior, that sadboy tryna' to bother me (No, no)

She don't really care, yeah

She tryna' impress me

If he get to yelling, then he gon' make a scene

We gon' throw him in the air, just like a trampoline, yeah, yeah

They cannot tell me none, I been on my Vlone (no, no, no)

Keep on tryna quit, delete her out my phone (out my phone)

Somehow she be spamming, I ignore the tone (yeah, yeah)

But, I keep on going on back, yeah, yeah

Okay, I blow that, I blow that (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Hundred Dollar Bills (yeah, yeah)

Yeah, she throw it back, she throw it back

Shawty, gave me chills

Yeah, she know that, she know that

I just keep it real (I just keep it real)

She make me feel at home (home)

Okay, I blow that, I blow that (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Hundred Dollar Bills (yeah, yeah)

Yeah, she throw it back, she throw it back

Shawty, gave me chills

Yeah, she know that, she know that

She just for the thrill (she just for the thrill)

This do not feel like home, yeah, yeah

Don't tempt me (nah)

Bring a big ol' bottle of the Henny (Henny)

My bad, that it was just empty (yuh)

Skrt off in a wide body hemi (vroom)

Want to talk, 'bout the pics you sent me (yeah)

Or the love you came to lent me (yeah, yeah)

I been toting on a .38 semi (poh, poh)

Lately, I've been feeling, like I'm three-eight

Came around, like "bro, you late" (you late)

When they hear this, "man, he ate" (he ate)

Competition, clean slate (yeah)

Every run, I clear the plate (clear the slate)

Dangerous, no section eight

I'm the coach, I run the play (yeah, yeah)

Three-six-five, it's every day (uh, huh)

We don't care, 'bout what you say, yeah, yeah

(Blow that)

(Yeah, I blow that, yeah, yeah)

(Blow that)

(Yeah, I blow that, yeah, yeah)

(Blow that)

(Yeah, I blow that, yeah, yeah)

(Blow that)

(Yeah, yeah)

Okay, I blow that, I blow that (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Hundred Dollar Bills (yeah, yeah)

Yeah, she throw it back, she throw it back

Shawty, gave me chills

Yeah, she know that, she know that

I just keep it real (I just keep it real)

She make me feel at home (home)

Okay, I blow that, I blow that (yeah, yeah, yeah)

Hundred Dollar Bills (yeah, yeah)

Yeah, she throw it back, she throw it back

Shawty, gave me chills

Yeah, she know that, she know that

She just for the thrill (she just for the thrill)

This do not feel like home, yeah, yeah

(Home, yeah)