[Verse 1] Still sliding through on them black whips Smoked out with them chrome wheels n***as popping sh** on them internets 'til you show them n***as how that chrome feel See you ain't cook no beef yet All my n***as in the street ya We got the money and the respect Stop hating on my team n***as we wreck Another Mulsanne with the two tecs Shoestrings all around my neck [?] two chains all around me neck In the kitchen with them bricks b**h I'm the chef And the way I do my thing get your b**h wet I be riding around my city with the click-clack And my daughters can't eat [?] So I'm going hard for the big check And if I fall i'mma get back it's all about the get back If you got and I need I'm like yo can I get that You a p**y I know it you ain't getting sh** back I ain't gon' k** you a coward I'll give you a sh** back [Hook] Hundred rounds, hundred rounds If you ain't got a hundred you'll get f**ed around A hundred rounds, a hundred rounds All these pistols that's round that's a hundred rounds
A hundred rounds, a hundred rounds If you ain't got a hundred you'll get f**ed around A hundred rounds, a hundred rounds If you ain't got a hundred you'll get f**ed around [Verse 2] n***a is it my fault I'm in a brand new Aston sh** the summer is hot AC all blasting I ain't hopping out unless I got my ladder If don't speak, speak don't be acting suspicious cause boy I'll blast ya All my n***as ready All my n***as in the field we with it Hommie hit me on the trap phone he said he got a lick I'm with it Mask on gloves on let's get it We in there [?] put me in position Got to feed the block my little n***as Keep the choppers popping on n***as I be flying in the Panamera zoom With the work with the back of the spoon n***as talking all of that f** sh** Told them keep the same energy when I run through them Hundred rounds in the drum run through them Better get you man acting crazy for I do him Head shot Glock pop like blakkt Don't bring that f** sh** around here to my block [Hook]