100K
100 Thousand err day we really ran that shit up
Know them haters mad gottem watchin hoping we split up
And we ain't sparing shit all of that talk gone get you hit up
I spent so much on diamonds all of the drip my fist be lit up
We ain't dodging no smoke (Yeah)
100 niggas on go (Yeah)
I ain't never goin broke (Yeah)
Shoot yo ass in yo throat (Yeah)
Money like I went pro
Dicking down yo lil hoe
Won't tell the cops what I know
I won't tell the cops what I know
Throwing dirt on my name that's go and gone get you shot at
I'm pulling shooting choppas at yo block bitch where yo block at
Dont want no f&n Wea tf is my glock at
Youngin getting rich how the fuck is you gone stop that
Shawty wanna fuck I ain't really into all that
That's shit just too easy she won't even get a kall back
Tell that hoe to fall back i upgrade the jewels
Never trust a hoe heard them bitches gone pick n choose
Don't know how I got it poppin now I'm poppin see em poppin up
Use to work that come round in that pot until it's locking up
Them niggas is not like us we ain't built the same at all
Use to having money ion think that ima change at all
Give a fuck bout wat they say at all
Just don't look my way at all
I kno I gottem watchn hope that hating shit be paying off
I loss some money in the jungle I'ma play it of
Nigga tryna play me know I'm shootings I ain't playin ball
Fuck around get head shotted
My niggas gone red dot em
Fuck phones heard the feds watching
2 Guns Batman n robin
Say he wit the shit he want the smoke I hope his lungs right
Bitch u got yo strap I got my strap let's have a gun fight
17 a wop I get you popped screaming thug life
I upgrade the hustle off the muscle live a plugs life
Kno that I'm gone buss you ion tussle keep that thug tight
Say he wanna pop ion believe that nigga love life
100 Thousand err day we really ran that shit up
Know them haters mad gottem watchin hoping we split up
And we ain't sparing all of that talkn get you hit up
I spent so much on diamonds all of the drip my fist be lit up
We Ain't dodging no smoke (Yeah)
100 niggas on go (Yeah)
I ain't never goin broke (Yeah)
Shoot yo ass in yo throat (Yeah)
Money like I went pro
Dicking down yo lil hoe
Won't tell the cops what I know
I won't tell the cops what I know
Know them haters mad gottem watchin hoping we split up
And we ain't sparing shit all of that talk gone get you hit up
I spent so much on diamonds all of the drip my fist be lit up
We ain't dodging no smoke (Yeah)
100 niggas on go (Yeah)
I ain't never goin broke (Yeah)
Shoot yo ass in yo throat (Yeah)
Money like I went pro
Dicking down yo lil hoe
Won't tell the cops what I know
I won't tell the cops what I know
Throwing dirt on my name that's go and gone get you shot at
I'm pulling shooting choppas at yo block bitch where yo block at
Dont want no f&n Wea tf is my glock at
Youngin getting rich how the fuck is you gone stop that
Shawty wanna fuck I ain't really into all that
That's shit just too easy she won't even get a kall back
Tell that hoe to fall back i upgrade the jewels
Never trust a hoe heard them bitches gone pick n choose
Don't know how I got it poppin now I'm poppin see em poppin up
Use to work that come round in that pot until it's locking up
Them niggas is not like us we ain't built the same at all
Use to having money ion think that ima change at all
Give a fuck bout wat they say at all
Just don't look my way at all
I kno I gottem watchn hope that hating shit be paying off
I loss some money in the jungle I'ma play it of
Nigga tryna play me know I'm shootings I ain't playin ball
Fuck around get head shotted
My niggas gone red dot em
Fuck phones heard the feds watching
2 Guns Batman n robin
Say he wit the shit he want the smoke I hope his lungs right
Bitch u got yo strap I got my strap let's have a gun fight
17 a wop I get you popped screaming thug life
I upgrade the hustle off the muscle live a plugs life
Kno that I'm gone buss you ion tussle keep that thug tight
Say he wanna pop ion believe that nigga love life
100 Thousand err day we really ran that shit up
Know them haters mad gottem watchin hoping we split up
And we ain't sparing all of that talkn get you hit up
I spent so much on diamonds all of the drip my fist be lit up
We Ain't dodging no smoke (Yeah)
100 niggas on go (Yeah)
I ain't never goin broke (Yeah)
Shoot yo ass in yo throat (Yeah)
Money like I went pro
Dicking down yo lil hoe
Won't tell the cops what I know
I won't tell the cops what I know
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Writer(s): Eric Joseph
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