100 Shots

Cook that shit up, Quay
Earthquake, Quay up on the beat
Earthquake, Quay up on the motherfuckin' beat, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

100 some shots, I shoot out the spot
They don't know if I did it or not
They don't know if he make it or not
Whippin' the brick 'til I break out the pot

Post up with the Drac' while I'm thuggin' with Josh
Got a beam on my gun, he duckin' to die
And blood on my side, he wipe when I snort
Don't you cry when I die, you better go slide

Go berserk in the bih, have a Perc' in the bih
Put my dick in her hand, make her jerk that shit
Put syrup on my dick, I don't fuck with the shit
Goddamn, I damn near smacked that bitch

'Cause I charge on the brick, 'cause I'ma smack it
Slap it, I ain't got a big homie, I don't listen to my daddy
I remember them days I been ratchet
Now when you look at my wrist it's a Patek
In the Demon and you know I'ma smash it
Give us a brick and you know we gon' wrap it
These special drugs, you know that we packin'
Take care of the pack like it was a nanny

Few months ago, I got hit at the Grammys
That shit was too borin', I'm whorin' and askin'
Two M in these door, I'm door dashin'
She dropped to the floor but the gun keep clappin'
Why the fuck would I stop 'cause I want a overkill
My homie said that's a dumb idea
So I put him on the shit back, call him diarrhea
Don't call me slime, slatt, I'm a Crip

100 some shots, I shoot out the spot
They don't know if I did it or not
They don't know if he make it or not
Whippin' the brick 'til I break out the pot

Post up with the Draco while I'm thuggin' with Josh
Got a beam on my gun, he duckin' to die
And blood on my side, he wipe when I snort
Don't you cry when I die, you better go slide

Go berserk in the bih, have a Perc' in the bih
Put my dick in her hand, make her jerk that shit
Put syrup on my dick, I don't fuck with the shit
Goddamn, I damn near smacked that bitch

I was missin' at first but the shooter kinda grow
Bitch fuck my bro but a hoe gon' be a hoe
My trap stay jumpin', got my deals on the low
Talkin' 'bout he a zip, but he really want coke
If the opps at the party, I'm leavin' the party
Get in my car and then shoot up the party

Fill up the clips, .223's in my cargo
Put shots out the hip, have 'em runnin' retarded
I'm ahead of my time, I'm advance with murder
Don't bring his name up 'cause I murked him
All of my niggas, they slide of a purpose
Do one of us and you dyin' and hurtin'

100 some shots, I shoot out the spot
They don't know if I did it or not
They don't know if he make it or not
Whippin' the brick 'til I break out the pot

Post up with the Draco while I'm thuggin' with Josh
Got a beam on my gun, he duckin' to die
And blood on my side, he wipe when I snort
Don't you cry when I die, you better go slide

Go berserk in the bih, have a Perc' in the bih
Put my dick in her hand, make her jerk that shit
Put syrup on my dick, I don't fuck with the shit
Goddamn, I damn near smacked that bitch

(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'ma shoot the spot
100 shot, I'ma shoot the spot
NLE Choppa

Better start crack up, I'm whippin' the pot
Better start crack up, I'm whippin' the pot
Better start crack up, I'm whippin' the pot
Better start crack up, I'm whippin' the pot
Better start crack up, I'm whippin' the pot
Better start crack up, I'm whippin' the pot

I murk that stupid with the pot
I murk that stupid with the pot
Murk that stupid, choppa wipe the block



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Writer(s): Chandler Tevas Ingram, Christopher N'quay Rosser, Bryson Lashun Potts
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