[Intro: Inky & Coogiilo]
Say
Ya
Tell that label to keep that lil 100
Trappin’ choose me, I wasn’t
We already making 100’s
F*ck you talking bout
Island Bay
Lg grim
Yeah
Brick
[Chorus: Inky]
Trapping choose me
I wasn’t in to that
How you gangsta but you running to Internet
I beat the block told my young ni**as finish that
Draco hold 50, AR a 100
You 10 deep spin the block with a 100
Tell the label they can keep their lil 100
I been running it up with my mf brothers
If I say choppa that b*tch hold a 100
You can’t stand next to me boy you a runner
All my ni**as they carry a gun
Run up on who boy I’m upping my gun
I don’t cap in my raps I ain’t going for non
Ever since I was young I was playing with guns
I was born in Jamaica, I was raised in the slums
Now I’m designer down, counting 100s for fun
Run up on who I stay with my gun
[Verse 1: Inky]
I know real killers from SM
Big backwoods don’t smoke blend
I was young when I made my first 10
All my ni**as on the block tryna get it
Kilo pulled up told me let’s get it
Been had thе oozi and that b*tch semi
Don’t give me no dap f*ck ni**a I ain’t friеndly
I’m from where they from so you know you going get it
AR hold 100 and it double titties
These ni**as be acting they ain’t really with it
These ni**as be clout chasing like some b*tches
I grind on the low and mind my fu*king business
I’m never on internet when it’s beef
These ni**as be different when they in the streets
They ain’t doing half the sh*t
That they tweet
Shoutout Coogi frontline
When its beef
[Chorus: Inky]
Trapping choose me
I wasn’t in to that
How you gangsta but you running to Internet
I beat the block told my young ni**as finish that
Draco hold 50, AR a 100
You 10 deep spin the block with a 100
Tell the label they can keep their lil 100
I been running it up with my mf brothers
If I say choppa that b*tch hold a 100
You can’t stand next to me boy you a runner
All my ni**as they carry a gun
Run up on who boy I’m upping my gun
I don’t cap in my raps I ain’t going for non
Ever since I was young I was playing with guns
I was born in Jamaica, I was raised in the slums
Now I’m designer down, counting 100s for fun
Run up on who I stay with my gun
[Verse 2: Coogiilo]
He can’t even talk he ain’t one of us
ni**as really mad a ni**a going up
I be in da Kia one deep with the blick riding round down town playing double up
I just went up like a airplane
These 2 tone Cartier frames
Young ni**a straight up outta saint james
Kinda Never had sh*t trynna Maintain
Nah I ain’t even rich but I got a brick on my wrist
Could blow a bag on yo b*tch
She matching my drip
Hop out with that with that thing on my hip
Keep a pole with the most in the dick
That hoe a trip
I can’t even fly that hoe out if she thinking bout being a b*tch
Ink keep a stick
That boy is not one of them he gon rob you 4 most of your sh*t b*tch
[Chorus: Inky]
Trapping choose me
I wasn’t in to that
How you gangsta but you running to Internet
I beat the block told my young ni**as finish that
Draco hold 50, AR a 100
You 10 deep spin the block with a 100
Tell the label they can keep their lil 100
I been running it up with my mf brothers
If I say choppa that b*tch hold a 100
You can’t stand next to me boy you a runner
All my ni**as they carry a gun
Run up on who boy I’m upping my gun
I don’t cap in my raps I ain’t going for non
Ever since I was young I was playing with guns
I was born in Jamaica, I was raised in the slums
Now I’m designer down, counting 100s for fun
Run up on who I stay with my gun
[Outro: Inky]
These ni**as be different when they in the streets
They ain’t doing half the sh*t
That they tweet
Shoutout Coogi frontline
When it's beef