You don't got no money like you say you do
Enemies that's yo mans I done slayed a few
All that lookin' fake tough don't bother me
Mass shells left em' screamin' and hollerin'
My DM filled with sincere apologies
If you don't wanna go to war stop poppin' then
I know you don't wanna leave but you gotta go
Ima make his hip hop when I rock and roll
To be me it take too much effort
I cook beef I'm like who want extras?
At a status now where I don't like to meet people
Clip hangin' out my pocket like sweet jesus
Chop hold a hundiddy
My wrist, that's a hundiddy
My neck worth a hundiddy
My whip cost a hundiddy (nigga)
Chop hold a hundiddy
My wrist, that's a hundiddy
My neck worth a hundiddy
My whip cost a hundiddy
Hundiddy bop bop
Hundiddy bop bop
Hundiddy hundiddy hundiddy bop bop
Hundiddy bop bop
Hundiddy bop bop
Hundiddy hundiddy hundiddy bop bop
In my ear niggas tryna fake politic
Since he wearin' 10k give him hollow tips
It's a blizzard on my neck and a rocky wrist
Shells droppin' out the phantom I'm Roddy Ricch
A hundred twenty eight shots and I don't miss
Before she give me bad habits I drop the bitch
My cup spilled I mean literally socked the bitch
Left hook, right hook, even soccer kicks
Clip goin so dumb It need common sense
A light show bro I couldn't even find my wrist
Niggas actin' like hoes shit I don't get it
A hundred twenty eight songs and they sound like this
Chop hold a hundiddy
My wrist, that's a hundiddy
My neck worth a hundiddy
My whip cost a hundiddy (nigga)
Chop hold a hundiddy
My wrist, that's a hundiddy
My neck worth a hundiddy
My whip cost a hundiddy
Hundiddy bop bop
Hundiddy bop bop
Hundiddy hundiddy hundiddy bop bop
Hundiddy bop bop
Hundiddy bop bop
Hundiddy hundiddy hundiddy bop bop
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