INKY - Hold a 100 lyrics

[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