100 bars Lyrics

Fuck it let's give em a hunnit

Everyday wake up get straight to the money

My bro told me run it

Watch how I run it

I got the formula these niggas want it

Whatever you think that you on kno I'm on it

Riding in a car baby 9 on my lap

Play if you want kno that baby gone clap

I walk in the spot an ain't giving no dap

Ion fuck wit these niggas give a fuck if they rap

Bitch I'm straight out the hood

Got this shit out the trap

Had a scale an scrap

An I took it from there

Ya I made me a way

I been stacking my cake

Ya I need me some mo

Like I already ate

Man these niggas like obstacles

Just in way

And I kno she a freak ya

Its all in her face

Give her a few grams

Let me trap out her place

And I don't wana stay

Get this shit gone today

Go hit the highway an shoot to the A

They fuck wit the kid kno I'm good err state

Jugg on my phone

Hit back I'm on the way

Ya I fuck wit the bitch

She be giving me face

Like to smoke za za

I like how it taste

If he get outta line

He Get in his place

Hit that boy wit the nine an come back wit the drake

Had to hustle for mine so I won't let you take it

Cool as a fan

But don't make the boy mad

Say E where You been

Bitch I been in my bag

Put some on yo head

They gone get on yo ass

Don't fuck wit these niggas

An that's why they mad

Ya

Got a hoe she a dime

Another hoe she a 8

An ain't nane one of em mine so I don't let em stay

Getting to the money

Ain't taking no breaks

It ain't nun you can tell me

I'm having my way

Break down a bag

An go pop a few tags

Hoes they be jockin me

Lovin my swag

Ran up a dub

An I forgot to brag

Ya I kno why they mad

Cause I been in my bag

It's always a chance That this shit could go bad

Ion fuck wit no nigga who a turn to a rat

But I'll never fold an my niggas kno that

Trying free all my dogs an don't let em go back

Lil bitch thought I liked

Jus bought her some hair

She in her feelings

Say get outta there

You kno we having these hoes by the pair

We pour 4s in a fanta an don't like to share

Smoke out the bag an we don't even care

Gone smoke on yo ass if you think we ain't strapped

Ya I kno a lot of these rappers be cap

Niggas don't want no smoke they like Smokey the bare

Hit from the back while I'm pulling her hair

If that boy run up on me get put in a chair

Put dat boy on ah shirt put his ass in da air

I'm one of a kind so they say that I'm rare

Niggas switched up

I jus stuck to the plan

Ran up my bucks

Know they thought I was playing

Now when I come around

These hoes say I'm man

An these niggas be hating

They really a fan