100 Bands
Stack them bodies up, get my gotti up
100 Bands
Get the rari up Bentley coupes and trucks
Where yo mans
He got shotti up, for that rowdy stuff
In the trap
Tryna double up get that duffle up
I'm live from the trenches
Word around here we don't talk shit
We gone pull it up and then just chalk shit
Imma get it up until I'm shining, shining yah
Got my 40 up wit a 40 cut
Of the bag of that purple stuff
Get my purple up
Went from halfs to the ounces bruh
Now we chasing bucks
Drive fast cause the stakes is up
Feds be lookin sus
Now them rats they be envious
Seeing they could get touch
You get bucked if you sniffing dubs
Tryna see whats up
They gone squeak if the trap too tough
So i get too tough
When I split em like a master dutch
Smoke em like a blunt
Tryna get up out that section
Police hating on complexions
Even in the dark I shine melanin
Talk shit, walk shit, shooters on that hawk shit
Wanna knuckle sandwich cause Im handing lip injections
Raw shit claw shit, cutting up the track bitch
Coca baking soda turn a hater to a addict
Every track a t-shirt put him on the news
Flowers on the d dirt I just got some views
Smoking on some reefer imma burn you too
And I'm on yo ass like some timbaland boots
F*ck what you want? twin Mac elevens or a twenty two
F*ck what you want? I got more purple than a fuckin bruise
Bitch what you want catch magnum 32s
Cause my flow like the projects dirty in the booth
100 Bands
Stack them bodies up, get my gotti up
100 Bands
Get the rari up Bentley coupes and trucks
Where yo mans
He got shotti up, for that rowdy stuff
In the trap
Tryna double up get that duffle up
I'm live from the trenches
Word around here we don't talk shit
We gone pull it up and then just chalk shit
Imma get it up until I'm shining, shining yah
