100 or better

Singer:stunna 4 vegas

four times

four times

4 way

you get this shit the glo way

grrt

bah

bah

bah

bah

brrt

bitch

free glo

yeah

we ride with a hundred or better

i'm fuckin' that ho when i met her

uh

slime send that pack out like a letter

bullets rain on your block

go get an umbrella

he say he gon' rob me

never

me and the glizzy stick together

you and your niggas get hit wherever

think i'm cappin'

lil' nigga

just send a tester

what's up with that woofin' on instagram?

my lil' niggas spin nonstop like a ceiling fan

rap about it

that ain't how you living

fam

these niggas piss poor

they just need a helping hand

big 4x

too slime

fuck around and go hit a fan

i hit her like i just came home from the can

we ride with them drums

marching band

know we clean up your block like the garbage man

these niggas hate 'cause i'm up now

what the fuck? i just started

man

we sparkin' fire on the first nigga play with this shit

better not get us started

man

he say we dumb

we retarded

man

we ride around with dracos and carbons man

glocks with thirties that got hollows in

them young niggas walk around like army men

20 on the beat

i put twenty racks on you and your whole crew

i was gon' blow

i told you

nigga think my niggas ain't on go

let me show you

hah

that lil' nigga lyin' on pro tools

i collect cash

tollbooth

you the type nigga tell 12 to hold true

play

i cook a nigga like soul food

yeah

we ride with a hundred or better

i'm fuckin' that ho when i met her

uh

slime send that pack out like a letter

bullets rain on your block

go get an umbrella

he say he gon' rob me

never

me and the glizzy stick together

you and your niggas get hit wherever

think i'm cappin'

lil' nigga

just send a tester

had a shootout yesterday

i shot 'bout a hundred

them bullets hit his head just like a bonnet

i blindsided the nigga

he ain't see it coming

marching band chopper 'cause i be drumming

we keep them sticks like blind niggas

if he hiding out then we find niggas

you think that i cap in my rhymes

nigga?

ten shots

i put a whole dime in 'em

yeah

big dawg

lil' bitch

i get too aggressive

007

get hit with supressors

i love toting glocks

don't fuck with beretta

and just like a wedgie

you know i'ma stretch you

kill with a passion

like a mummy

we be wrappin'

like i'm jackson

i like action

round of applause

bullets clappin'

my jack got a beam

how the fuck i'ma miss you?

he dissin' the sauce

i'ma bring him the issue

now i'm smokin' on this opp pack

whack him

then put him in my swisher

choppa

you crazy

you do it for real

they say i'm a psycho

i just wanna kill

the difference between me and you

i kill when i'm sober

you gon' need a pill

but don't get me wrong

i love them perkies

throw his body in the oven just like a turkey

i'm quick to burn a nigga just like some herpes

he was alive on the scene but he died up in surgery

these real nigga bars

you cannot feel it

throw an opp in my way and i bet i'ma kill it

bitch

i'm a hustler

the pack

i'ma ship it

call me osama bin laden 'cause i be tickin'

bitch

no love

yeah