| You ain’t gotta lie to kick game
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| Just keep it hundred, keep it hundred
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| Me and fake niggas can’t hang
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| 'Cause you ain’t hundred, you ain’t hundred
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| Gotta chase a bag every day
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| I’m getting hundreds, getting hundreds
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| Still the same me, nothing changed (Nothing changed, nigga)
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| 'Cause I’m a hundred, I’m a hundred (Yeah, uh)
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| Keep it hundred, two fifties, you can keep your two pennies
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| Got me in the friend-zone, but your chick be too friendly (She on me)
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| 'Cause my name hold weight, boy, I’m only one-sixty (Yeah)
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| Shorties wanna fuck with me, niggas don’t want funk with me (Nope)
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| But how you say you fonking, you ain’t getting no money? |
| (Broke)
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| 5 getting cake like I started a GoFundMe (Woo)
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| Bought my girl a necklace with the show money (I did)
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| And then I beat that pussy up like she stole from me (Believe that)
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| But she’ll never do that
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| Boy, I’m wavy, I ain’t even gotta wear a durag, they yelling, «Who that?
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| «(Who is that?)
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| I got the whole combination
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| And with a clique full of stars like a constellation (Uh-huh)
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| Pocket full of Franklins, I don’t rock with Ronald Reagan (Nah)
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| And I don’t do the pigs either, As-salāmu ʿalaykum (Haha)
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| Cougars love me, probably in your mama conversations (Ooh)
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| Keep it hundred with me, you ain’t gotta lie or fake it (Uh-huh)
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| You ain’t gotta lie to kick game (RichKidd, nigga)
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| Just keep it hundred, keep it hundred (Keep it hundred)
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| Me and fake niggas can’t hang
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| 'Cause you ain’t hundred, you ain’t hundred ('Cause you ain’t hundred, nigga)
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| Gotta chase a bag every day (Hah)
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| I’m getting hundreds, getting hundreds
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| Still the same me, nothing changed (Hah)
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| 'Cause I’m a hundred, I’m a hundred (RichKidd)
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| I’m a blue strip nigga, baby, so one hundred
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| And my shine too bright, they can see when I’m coming
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| The check, I be running, three-point-five out the onion
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| Backwood all good, Cookie crumbs in my tummy
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| Your niggas’ll love me, Acorn niggas get money
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| You ain’t gotta lie to kick game, why you fronting?
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| Niggas say they want beef, I grab the heat out the oven
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| Chop hold a hundred, treat niggas like Donald, they ducking
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| And these rookie ass niggas can’t, hang we thugging
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| I be pull niggas 'cards, I can see that they bluffing, ayy
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| I’m a made nigga, you a maid, nigga
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| Never been on the farm, but all I do is chase chicken
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| I’m state to state, nigga, dealer plate mission
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| Two five a bale, tryna see what I make with it
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| I fell in love with blue hundreds (Blue hundreds)
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| Big face blue strips, new money (New money)
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| You ain’t gotta lie to kick game (Kick game)
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| Just keep it hundred, keep it hundred (Hah)
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| Me and fake niggas can’t hang (Can't hang, nigga)
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| 'Cause you ain’t hundred, you ain’t hundred (You ain’t hundred)
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| Gotta chase a bag every day (Every day, nigga)
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| I’m getting hundreds, getting hundreds (Ayy)
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| Still the same me, nothing changed (Nothin' changed, nigga)
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| 'Cause I’m a hundred, I’m a hundred (It's LikyBo in this thing, man, look)
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| They say you change when change come, they must not know about me
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| Touched a hundred at seventeen and nothing changed about me (Nothin')
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| Only thing that changed was the names for the ones who came around me (Fuck 'em)
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| Blew that whole check without a sweat, and I’ll say it proudly (Uh-huh)
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| 'Cause money come and money go just like these bitches do
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| Pillow talk to get the ho, that’s what these niggas do
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| Thirty shots in one load, that’s what this stick’ll do
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| I call up the plug like, «Where them drugs? |
| I need a brick or two»
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| And just 'cause I’m smiling, I’m still violent, and all my niggas too
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| Once we done firing, you need sirens to come attend to you
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| You niggas hating each and every way, that’s what attention do
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| But I just look at it like this, they paying attention too, huh
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| Never worry 'bout no bitch, I’m getting money, getting money
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| Niggas, niggas talk, but ain’t did shit, you niggas funny, niggas funny, uh-huh
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| You ain’t gotta lie to kick game
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| Just keep it hundred, keep it hundred
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| Me and fake niggas can’t hang
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| 'Cause you ain’t hundred, you ain’t hundred
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| Gotta chase a bag every day
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| I’m getting hundreds, getting hundreds
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| Still the same me, nothing changed
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| 'Cause I’m a hundred, I’m a hundred |