"100 Degrees" lyrics
Taylor
All I talk in my rap is greaze
'Cah I turn shit 100 degrees
Fly out the ride start shooting on sight anyone that slips I'll give him a sweet
Come try run up on me, at my video shoot there's a-
(Yo) All I talk in my rap is greaze
'Cah I turn shit 100 degrees
Fly out the ride start shooting on sight anyone that slips I'll give him a sweet (For free)
Come try run up on me (I dare you)
At my video shoot there's a glee (Glee)
Run up I'll let this glee, that's one in the crowd getting stung like bee's (Bow)
Big .45 with a bag of bells if anyone slips I'll feed him shells
If I see barbies chillin' with opps (Bitch), they're getting shot aswell (Bow)
I don't make no tracks about girls, it's violent music Booter sells
I get a thrill when I let mine go, I love how the gunshot powder smells (I love it)
Everyone says they shoot, br-bro show me proof
The new year came I said I'll behave, first few days tryna' pack them yutes
Twenty one times bro done him up nice, his chest and back got open wounds (Splash)
Five got shot one soon get dropped paigons know that it's overdue (They know)
They know deep down it's coming the opps ain't ready they see my set
When us man go, they start running (Dash)
Free up bro got bagged for a pole (Free bro)
Five and a half for this brand new Russian
G19 with a switch on the side (Switch), stay inside if I click that button
Six shot pump, pull that back, shotgun shells got different colours
Dale got hit, screamed like a bitch (Pussy), why did he snitch? He knows he shouldn't
Fly out the ride, shoot on sight, the gloves that I got don't open ovens
Open the mash, corn gets crashed (Bow), headshots if I see them brothers, on my mother's (On my life)
All I talk in my rap is greaze
'Cah I turn shit 100 degrees
Fly out the ride start shooting on sight anyone that slips I'll give him a sweet (For free)
Come try run up on me (I dare you), at my video shoot there's a glee (Glee)
Run up I'll let this glee, that's one in the crowd getting stung like bee's (Bow)
Give the drop we're sliding now, tryna turn them sides upside down
Fill up the G-lock with luger rounds, them man pissed that Booter's out (I'm back)
Free my guys on the wing, one comes out then one goes straight back in
LM got slapped and chinged (Bow), Tooch got slapped and chinged they ain't done one thing ('Nuffin)
If we get touched we sliding back jump out and shoot or drive and slap
We cancel anyone's birthday party we lit up Nino's birthday bash
They know we let handy's slap (Bow), they know that we swings our shanks (Swing)
Knife work's horrid, we leave the paigons handicapped
All I talk in my rap is greaze
'Cah I turn shit 100 degrees
Fly out the ride start shooting on sight anyone that slips I'll give him a sweet (For free)
Come try run up on me, at my video shoot there's a glee (Glee)
Run up I'll let this glee, that's one in the crowd getting stung like bee's (Bow)
All I talk in my rap is greaze
'Cah I turn shit 100 degrees
Fly out the ride start shooting on sight anyone that slips I'll give him a sweet (For free)
Come try run up on me (I dare you), at my video shoot there's a glee (Glee)
Run up I'll let this glee, that's one in the crowd getting stung like bee's (Bow)
All I talk in my rap is greaze
'Cah I turn shit 100 degrees
Fly out the ride start shooting on sight anyone that slips I'll give him a sweet
Come try run up on me, at my video shoot there's a-
(Yo) All I talk in my rap is greaze
'Cah I turn shit 100 degrees
Fly out the ride start shooting on sight anyone that slips I'll give him a sweet (For free)
Come try run up on me (I dare you)
At my video shoot there's a glee (Glee)
Run up I'll let this glee, that's one in the crowd getting stung like bee's (Bow)
Big .45 with a bag of bells if anyone slips I'll feed him shells
If I see barbies chillin' with opps (Bitch), they're getting shot aswell (Bow)
I don't make no tracks about girls, it's violent music Booter sells
I get a thrill when I let mine go, I love how the gunshot powder smells (I love it)
Everyone says they shoot, br-bro show me proof
The new year came I said I'll behave, first few days tryna' pack them yutes
Twenty one times bro done him up nice, his chest and back got open wounds (Splash)
Five got shot one soon get dropped paigons know that it's overdue (They know)
They know deep down it's coming the opps ain't ready they see my set
When us man go, they start running (Dash)
Free up bro got bagged for a pole (Free bro)
Five and a half for this brand new Russian
G19 with a switch on the side (Switch), stay inside if I click that button
Six shot pump, pull that back, shotgun shells got different colours
Dale got hit, screamed like a bitch (Pussy), why did he snitch? He knows he shouldn't
Fly out the ride, shoot on sight, the gloves that I got don't open ovens
Open the mash, corn gets crashed (Bow), headshots if I see them brothers, on my mother's (On my life)
All I talk in my rap is greaze
'Cah I turn shit 100 degrees
Fly out the ride start shooting on sight anyone that slips I'll give him a sweet (For free)
Come try run up on me (I dare you), at my video shoot there's a glee (Glee)
Run up I'll let this glee, that's one in the crowd getting stung like bee's (Bow)
Give the drop we're sliding now, tryna turn them sides upside down
Fill up the G-lock with luger rounds, them man pissed that Booter's out (I'm back)
Free my guys on the wing, one comes out then one goes straight back in
LM got slapped and chinged (Bow), Tooch got slapped and chinged they ain't done one thing ('Nuffin)
If we get touched we sliding back jump out and shoot or drive and slap
We cancel anyone's birthday party we lit up Nino's birthday bash
They know we let handy's slap (Bow), they know that we swings our shanks (Swing)
Knife work's horrid, we leave the paigons handicapped
All I talk in my rap is greaze
'Cah I turn shit 100 degrees
Fly out the ride start shooting on sight anyone that slips I'll give him a sweet (For free)
Come try run up on me, at my video shoot there's a glee (Glee)
Run up I'll let this glee, that's one in the crowd getting stung like bee's (Bow)
All I talk in my rap is greaze
'Cah I turn shit 100 degrees
Fly out the ride start shooting on sight anyone that slips I'll give him a sweet (For free)
Come try run up on me (I dare you), at my video shoot there's a glee (Glee)
Run up I'll let this glee, that's one in the crowd getting stung like bee's (Bow)
