[Verse 1]
Still sliding through on them black whips
Smoked out with them chrome wheels
N***as popping shit on them internets 'til you show them n***as how that chrome feel
See you ain't cook no beef yet
All my n***as in the street ya
We got the money and the respect
Stop hating on my team n***as we wreck
Another Mulsanne with the two tecs
Shoestrings all around my neck
[?] two chains all around me neck
In the kitchen with them bricks bitch I'm the chef
And the way I do my thing get your bitch wet
I be riding around my city with the click-clack
And my daughters can't eat [?]
So I'm going hard for the big check
And if I fall i'mma get back it's all about the get back
If you got and I need I'm like yo can I get that
You a pussy I know it you ain't getting shit back
I ain't gon' kill you a coward I'll give you a shit back

[Hook]
Hundred rounds, hundred rounds
If you ain't got a hundred you'll get fucked around
A hundred rounds, a hundred rounds
All these pistols that's round that's a hundred rounds
A hundred rounds, a hundred rounds
If you ain't got a hundred you'll get fucked around
A hundred rounds, a hundred rounds
If you ain't got a hundred you'll get fucked around
[Verse 2]
N***a is it my fault I'm in a brand new Aston
Shit the summer is hot AC all blasting
I ain't hopping out unless I got my ladder
If don't speak, speak don't be acting suspicious cause boy I'll blast ya
All my n***as ready
All my n***as in the field we with it
Hommie hit me on the trap phone he said he got a lick I'm with it
Mask on gloves on let's get it
We in there [?] put me in position
Got to feed the block my little n***as
Keep the choppers popping on n***as
I be flying in the Panamera zoom
With the work with the back of the spoon
N***as talking all of that fuck shit
Told them keep the same energy when I run through them
Hundred rounds in the drum run through them
Better get you man acting crazy for I do him
Head shot Glock pop like blakkt
Don't bring that fuck shit around here to my block

[Hook]