"#hundred" lyrics
Most of these niggas be sad, you know, but I keep it a hunnid
[?] spending racks, you know
I got me the bag, you know, and I fuck on a savage hoe
No, it's not an average hoe
If you jump back then I'm clappin' my baggage, hoe
Top floor running savage, hoe
I flew to LA and fucked with a ratchet hoe
And I'm rollin' up shit like a genie (Huh)
These niggas pockets be teenie (Huh)
Bitches be birds, they Tweety (Huh)
Top floor baby, just take off bikini
I bought a Kel-Tec, calling it linguini
Walk in that bit' and they giving out green, let's go (Let's go)
My niggas shoot all of that green, let's go
Aim at your head, that's a beam, let's go
And most of these niggas be fu', okay
Fuck nigga, what you gon' do, okay
I aim at that top, that root, okay
Diamond the color my tooth, okay
And bitch, I'm the shit just like poop, okay
Like who do you think that I am?
I walk in that bitch and go blind, my niggas they shootin' like Vine (Oh, yeah)
I can't take no chance
I had a white tee with some Ksubi's and I keep a Glock in my hand (Ooh, ooh)
And most of these niggas be fools, we finna speed, shoot out that roof
And I'm rollin' up shit like a genie (Huh)
These niggas pockets be teenie (Huh)
Bitches be birds, they Tweety (Huh)
Top floor baby, just take off bikini
I bought a Kel-Tec, calling it linguini
Walk in that bit' and they giving out green, let's go (Let's go)
My niggas shoot all of that green, let's go
Aim at your head, that's a beam, let's go
And I'm spendin' racks, you know
And we causin' havoc, hoe
[?] gon' love ya'll, they [?] all that love
Shut up bro, why is you talkin'?
Tell her that I'm high as fuck, she wanna spark it
I'm smoking gas and that shit is exotic (Shit)
And that bit' iffy, it smell like I farted
He wanna [?], then that boy better talk it
They gon' push your shit in like a Bop It (Oh)
I got a Jeep from the Dover Street Market
Then we gon' find shit out and record it (Gang)
And I'm rollin' up shit like a genie (Huh)
These niggas pockets be teenie (Huh)
Bitches be birds, they Tweety (Huh)
Top floor baby, just take off bikini
I bought a Kel-Tec, calling it linguini
Walk in that bit' and they giving out green, let's go (Let's go)
My niggas shoot all of that green, let's go
Aim at your head, that's a beam, let's go
Aim at your head, that's a beam, let's go
Aim at your head, that's a beam, let's go
Aim at your head, that's a beam, let's go
Aim at your head, that's a beam, let's go
Aim at your head, that's a beam, let's go
[?] spending racks, you know
I got me the bag, you know, and I fuck on a savage hoe
No, it's not an average hoe
If you jump back then I'm clappin' my baggage, hoe
Top floor running savage, hoe
I flew to LA and fucked with a ratchet hoe
And I'm rollin' up shit like a genie (Huh)
These niggas pockets be teenie (Huh)
Bitches be birds, they Tweety (Huh)
Top floor baby, just take off bikini
I bought a Kel-Tec, calling it linguini
Walk in that bit' and they giving out green, let's go (Let's go)
My niggas shoot all of that green, let's go
Aim at your head, that's a beam, let's go
And most of these niggas be fu', okay
Fuck nigga, what you gon' do, okay
I aim at that top, that root, okay
Diamond the color my tooth, okay
And bitch, I'm the shit just like poop, okay
Like who do you think that I am?
I walk in that bitch and go blind, my niggas they shootin' like Vine (Oh, yeah)
I can't take no chance
I had a white tee with some Ksubi's and I keep a Glock in my hand (Ooh, ooh)
And most of these niggas be fools, we finna speed, shoot out that roof
And I'm rollin' up shit like a genie (Huh)
These niggas pockets be teenie (Huh)
Bitches be birds, they Tweety (Huh)
Top floor baby, just take off bikini
I bought a Kel-Tec, calling it linguini
Walk in that bit' and they giving out green, let's go (Let's go)
My niggas shoot all of that green, let's go
Aim at your head, that's a beam, let's go
And I'm spendin' racks, you know
And we causin' havoc, hoe
[?] gon' love ya'll, they [?] all that love
Shut up bro, why is you talkin'?
Tell her that I'm high as fuck, she wanna spark it
I'm smoking gas and that shit is exotic (Shit)
And that bit' iffy, it smell like I farted
He wanna [?], then that boy better talk it
They gon' push your shit in like a Bop It (Oh)
I got a Jeep from the Dover Street Market
Then we gon' find shit out and record it (Gang)
And I'm rollin' up shit like a genie (Huh)
These niggas pockets be teenie (Huh)
Bitches be birds, they Tweety (Huh)
Top floor baby, just take off bikini
I bought a Kel-Tec, calling it linguini
Walk in that bit' and they giving out green, let's go (Let's go)
My niggas shoot all of that green, let's go
Aim at your head, that's a beam, let's go
Aim at your head, that's a beam, let's go
Aim at your head, that's a beam, let's go
Aim at your head, that's a beam, let's go
Aim at your head, that's a beam, let's go
Aim at your head, that's a beam, let's go
