[Hook: YG]
100 bottles in the club for no reason
n***as start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin'
100 bottles in the club for no reason
n***as start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin'
100 bottles in the club for no reason
100 bottles in the club, 100 bottles in the club for no reason
n***as start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin'
[Verse 1: Jeezy]
I'm in that (?) smokin' like a Marley
(?) so loud soundin' like a Harley
(?) in my hand but it ain't a phony
Nobody get shot then it ain't a party
Versace on my feet, Versace on my belt
I'm at the road dealer, I don't need help
And the sh** that I'm packin' make the seat melt
(?) ridin' shotgun on the seatbelt
My doors open up backwards, no way
No use talkin' like you still f** with Jose
(?) got some bad b**hes f**in' with my Fungsway
So much rose gold, got thorns on it
Half a million dollar car for no reason
And we keep the clubs full like the Four Seasons
[Hook: YG]
[Verse 2: Nipsey Hu$$le]
I'mma ball on you n***as, I'm takin' all of they b**hes
Now they see they can't be us, try to fly with us n***a
No facade my n***a, I'm zero tolerance n***a
Over two things, my folks and economy n***a
n***as gotta be kiddin', don't ever challenge me n***a
Got a f**ed up a** temper, I'd prolly k** 'em
And I ain't the one to start it but I'd prolly finish
If I don't send him to the grave then it's probably the dentist
Look ya'll n***as should prolly listen
All I'm speakin' is real sh**, I should start a religion
Ya'll lookin' like ya'll all on your feelin's
When you see us in the club, all these bottles and b**hes
f** it, I got money for the case, I got money for the ace
I got money for an eighth, I got money in the safe
'Bout to pull it out and drop money on the (?)
[Hook: YG]
[Verse 3: RJ]
They call me R motherf**er
If you with your broad you should cuff her
I saw my momma I'mma need three feet
Cause these b**hes want pictures, n***as want somethin' free
Still got a lil raw in my draws lowkey
Slow poke, Joe Clark, n***a lean on me
Crushin' only codeine, I be flirtin' with the fuego
100 bottles, can't even see the table
Dope fiend, a n***a screamin' out the label
Put you on the set or I can put you on the payroll
Hanging off the roof like what's up with that b**h
s**in' me and n***as (?), you in love with that b**h
n***as die for a lick, shots till we equal
I made it out the sand but it's still (?) Pedro
I'm (?)
[Hook: YG]