"100 Million" lyrics
FattMack, ThereGoMarcus & Jay Montana Lyrics
(No matter what happen, boy)
(Keep that motherfucker rollin', boy, don't never turn it off)
We hop out with Dracs and shit, we facin' shit
Yeah, he want smoke, we bake the bitch, we chase the bitch (You know it)
Ayy, I looked at my bank, I'm rich, they hate that shit
Yup, I'm so lit, hoes hate my bitch, they ain't my bitch (Yeah)
Tell lil' Casey to [?], but he shootin' that switch and he ain't gon' miss, you hit (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I sip drank like every day, I ain't even thinkin' 'bout my kidney
Yeah, I want you right here with me, come get on the team that's winnin'
For my grill and wrist I spent a fifty, a hundred on my fuckin' pendant
Yeah, do the math, come add me up, nigga, that's a fuckin' quarter ticket
I know my opps mad as fuck, probably somewhere wishin' they could kill me
All these painkillers don't heal me, rap my pain, they still don't feel it
I pulled up late to my own show, my Sprinter smoked out like a chimney
I feel like Wayne, they can't go bar for bar, my car ain't got no ceiling
Bro got iron, you better drive your car [?] flip it
Either you gon' pay two-fifty for these lines or I'ma sip it
A blunt of za, a couple guns, it's just me, Marc' and McKenzie
I used to walk to the store every day, now we ridin' Benzes
He still tryna stack his first dub, I spent that on a pendant
Yeah, Trackhawk, no suspension, when you were down, I [?]
In my left hand a tan FN, call that Wemby
Yup, we come spin and kill they twin, we leave they whole gang in a frenzy
Pull up in, she pull up in, stop fuckin', no, no, I'm not spendin'
I'm ridin' 'round all day, free 10, wish he was right here with me
Ayy, flee the jakes and throw the Gen, still might come back and get it
Yup, they soul just hatin' but I can win, I'm on it, I'm committed
Gotta stack your paper, marry Ben in honor of them digits
Still'll fuck some hoes from back then, I'm honest, they can get it
We got guns that don't jam, you playin', this shit ain't no game, we make you quit it
Is she ready to fuck right now? She see me shinin' and I'm the ticket
Yeah, I could never put on a cape and save that bitch 'cause I'm the villain
And I gotta get to this pape', boy, I can't play, nigga, I got children
What the fuck is a 100K? I need a hundred fuckin' million
Yeah, and that's just on some real shit
I gave my bro a ten to go and spin, boy, I seen real hits
Yeah, I kicked that lil' ho out, she run her mouth and I can't deal with it
Yeah, I grew up 'round real killers
If you catch a hat, you gotta live with it (Live with it, yeah)
I feel like Wayne, they can't go bar for bar, my car ain't got no ceiling
Bro got iron, you better drive your car [?] flip it
Either you gon' pay two-fifty for these lines or I'ma sip it
A blunt of za, a couple guns, it's just me, Marc' and McKenzie
I used to walk to the store every day, now we ridin' Benzes
He still tryna stack his first dub, I spent that on a pendant
Yeah, Trackhawk, no suspension, when you were down, I [?]
In my left hand a tan FN, call that Wemby
(Keep that motherfucker rollin', boy, don't never turn it off)
We hop out with Dracs and shit, we facin' shit
Yeah, he want smoke, we bake the bitch, we chase the bitch (You know it)
Ayy, I looked at my bank, I'm rich, they hate that shit
Yup, I'm so lit, hoes hate my bitch, they ain't my bitch (Yeah)
Tell lil' Casey to [?], but he shootin' that switch and he ain't gon' miss, you hit (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Yeah, I sip drank like every day, I ain't even thinkin' 'bout my kidney
Yeah, I want you right here with me, come get on the team that's winnin'
For my grill and wrist I spent a fifty, a hundred on my fuckin' pendant
Yeah, do the math, come add me up, nigga, that's a fuckin' quarter ticket
I know my opps mad as fuck, probably somewhere wishin' they could kill me
All these painkillers don't heal me, rap my pain, they still don't feel it
I pulled up late to my own show, my Sprinter smoked out like a chimney
I feel like Wayne, they can't go bar for bar, my car ain't got no ceiling
Bro got iron, you better drive your car [?] flip it
Either you gon' pay two-fifty for these lines or I'ma sip it
A blunt of za, a couple guns, it's just me, Marc' and McKenzie
I used to walk to the store every day, now we ridin' Benzes
He still tryna stack his first dub, I spent that on a pendant
Yeah, Trackhawk, no suspension, when you were down, I [?]
In my left hand a tan FN, call that Wemby
Yup, we come spin and kill they twin, we leave they whole gang in a frenzy
Pull up in, she pull up in, stop fuckin', no, no, I'm not spendin'
I'm ridin' 'round all day, free 10, wish he was right here with me
Ayy, flee the jakes and throw the Gen, still might come back and get it
Yup, they soul just hatin' but I can win, I'm on it, I'm committed
Gotta stack your paper, marry Ben in honor of them digits
Still'll fuck some hoes from back then, I'm honest, they can get it
We got guns that don't jam, you playin', this shit ain't no game, we make you quit it
Is she ready to fuck right now? She see me shinin' and I'm the ticket
Yeah, I could never put on a cape and save that bitch 'cause I'm the villain
And I gotta get to this pape', boy, I can't play, nigga, I got children
What the fuck is a 100K? I need a hundred fuckin' million
Yeah, and that's just on some real shit
I gave my bro a ten to go and spin, boy, I seen real hits
Yeah, I kicked that lil' ho out, she run her mouth and I can't deal with it
Yeah, I grew up 'round real killers
If you catch a hat, you gotta live with it (Live with it, yeah)
I feel like Wayne, they can't go bar for bar, my car ain't got no ceiling
Bro got iron, you better drive your car [?] flip it
Either you gon' pay two-fifty for these lines or I'ma sip it
A blunt of za, a couple guns, it's just me, Marc' and McKenzie
I used to walk to the store every day, now we ridin' Benzes
He still tryna stack his first dub, I spent that on a pendant
Yeah, Trackhawk, no suspension, when you were down, I [?]
In my left hand a tan FN, call that Wemby
