Keep It 100

Hundred in the chop, I got issues
Quick to blow a nigga, grab the tissue
I got three stripes on my sweatsuit
Another flawless victory and my wrist dancin'
Banana in the clip is a chimpanzee
FN hit-stick, I play big Madden
This Dolce Ga-Bally, I be mismatching (Joog)
It's simply elementary, got this shit mastered

Listen when I'm talkin', pay attention
Just turned a creme red, I'm a magician
How these niggas flockin', but ain't gettin' it?
Mei Ling and Suzie finna ride my stickler
Listen, lil' nigga, I'm your big homie
Don't mind my potty mouth, it's some shit on me
If you really want me, should've sent for me
It's money on your head, nigga, strip for us

Just took a trip to rhyme, he think he tryna play me
Guess he mad my Insta' just seen me throw eighty
Niggas say I'm dope, my wrist cocaine
All white diamonds, don't put no slaves
Drakeo, you can't say that, it's gon' go down
Bitch, I'm Rambo in the showdown
This chopper get to singin' like it's Motown
Strictly out the bottle, I can't slow down

Always tryna hit my ho, bitch, you homeless?
Tell lil' bro hit my line, I got numbers
I see snakes I done strangled in the jungle
I got chops, I got drums, that's a hundred
I gotta keep it a hundred
A hundred, I gotta keep it a hundred
Nigga, a hundred, my neck and wrist is a hundred
A hundred, gotta keep it a hundred

That's the only thing I know how to do, shit
Man, this shit remind why a nigga love music so much, man, like
Damn, even though they doin' me foul
Man, this is why I started doin' music
Say whatever the fuck you want
I mean in the court of law, you can't
If you black and got a record, but ayy

I'ma keep doin' it
Neck and wrist is a hundred
Nigga, a hundred
Nigga, haha
Shout out to all the niggas keep it a hundred
And not seventy-five percent
We know the truth
Free Drakeo
He ain't do nothin' wrong
Haha, shit
Neck and wrist is a hundred

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Credits
Writer(s): Terrence Hackett, Darrell Caldwell
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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