[Chorus x2] I gotta give her a hundred You're so perfect, got a body like the goddesse [?] like RIhanna You're so an hundred [Verse 1] Oh you sweating baby? Feel your breathing baby? Take you to the bay Oh baby make your live this way, aye Pocket full of money! f** 'em, all the dummies I don't f** with fool Started having fandom, it's so cool Learned it from the net Oh baby ride dick she giving neck Family proud, i'll buy them jets HERI on some prods I make 'em sweatin' You see, money make 'em coward You see, we all seeking power Feeling like God, yeah I'm so holy "Married to the game , had sold the tickets" When I'm in the cla**, out is my conscience What if I make some concert? What if I make it concret? When I'm on the stage, I want the congratz I know that I'm great, I hope I swear Get up at 7, don't need your lessons Tell 'em what to do, tell em to listen You a hundred hoe I'm such a million Bow! [Chorus x2] I gotta give her a hundred You're so perfect, got a body like the goddesse [?] like Rihanna You're so an hundred [Verse 2] One day I'm in my f**in' bedroom Got exercises for the cla**room sh** I hadn't done the last questions Anyway I don't need it for my future What would I do with equations? Which type grind, which situation? Kinda really hard with my location So I give a try, I give em mixtape One day no inspiration Headaches, medication No time for blood, time for codes No time to loose, Stop, meditation I don't give a f** about your p**y Gettin' big head, with all my sucess I ain't making up sh** I ain't control Rather die poor, than without family Damn I just spit what's on my mind Man they forgot to write their lines Money color green, and precioes dime Give my fam' all , when Ibe signed Pull up in the benz when I be rich her When I die rich, make sure, I reach her In a nick of time, i met lil Nicki 'Rari or porsche I'll be so picky Now [Outro] I gotta give her hundrer you so perfect [x2] He ho! I gotta give her hundrer you so perfect [x2] He ho