Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song 100 ROUNDS, artist - Dro Kenji. Date of issue: 12.11.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
100 ROUNDS |
| Woah oh, oh, uh |
| She is not around (No) |
| No, she is not around |
| Hahaha, Nick, you’re stupid |
| I’m sick of running through these thots, I got a wife, but she is not around |
| I’m gon' come through with this chopper and this shit hold like a hundred rounds |
| If we pop another Perc' then me and her might go a hundred rounds |
| I go crazy off these jiggas, out in Europe countin' hella pounds (Oh) |
| Uh, I got guns, what you sayin'? |
| Uh, I told my slime he gon' spray him |
| Uh, treat him like the 'wood, we gon' bake him |
| Glocks out, MACs up, we gon' broad day him |
| We gon' broad day him, we gon' cold case him |
| Put him on a t-shirt, we gon' put his face there |
| That boy like to talk a lot, but really wouldn’t say nothin' |
| If it’s 'bout some money, I’ma pull up with my gang, yeah |
| Oh, and I’ve been feeling alone |
| Up in this Porsche without my brothers, keep my hand on my chrome |
| This stick on me and I won’t aim at not a thing but your dome |
| I’m smoking super loud, I get high like I’m Cheech and Chong (Oh) |
| And my neck look like a waterfall, it’s so icy, oh, oh |
| And she won’t be my wifey, no |
| But she see me with no thotty, oh |
| I’m sick of running through these thots, I got a wife, but she is not around |
| I’m gon' come through with this chopper and this shit hold like a hundred rounds |
| If we pop another Perc' then me and her might go a hundred rounds |
| I go crazy off these jiggas, out in Europe countin' hella pounds (Oh) |
| I’m sick of running through these thots, I got a wife, but she is not around |
| I’m gon' come through with this chopper and this shit hold like a hundred rounds |
| If we pop another Perc' then me and her might go a hundred rounds |
| I go crazy off these jiggas, out in Europe countin' hella pounds (Oh) |
| I got a ho and she sucking on dick and she going so crazy like, «Damn, wow» |
| MAC with a dick, extended clip, suppressor not making a damn sound |
| Glock with a laser, shock like a taser |
| Sippin' lean, no chaser, I’m higher than a spaceship |
| I fuck with a country bitch and she love doing dip |
| Asked the bitch if she could swim 'cause all this water on my wrist (Oh God) |
| I’m getting faded with your bitch and we been sipping on this Cristal |
| And all these diamonds on my wrist, might fuck around and freeze my wrist, oh |
| A lot of missed calls |
| I’m too high so I can’t see you, but baby, don’t get pissed off |
| Smoking Cali gas, fuck around and lift-off |
| Oh, fuck around and lift-off |
| I’m sick of running through these thots, I got a wife, but she is not around |
| I’m gon' come through with this chopper and this shit hold like a hundred rounds |
| If we pop another Perc' then me and her might go a hundred rounds |
| I go crazy off these jiggas, out in Europe countin' hella pounds (Oh) |
| I’m sick of running through these thots, I got a wife, but she is not around |
| I’m gon' come through with this chopper and this shit hold like a hundred rounds |
| If we pop another Perc' then me and her might go a hundred rounds |
| I go crazy off these jiggas, out in Europe countin' hella pounds (Oh) |
| We gon' broad day him |
| With a hundred rounds |
| Oh-oh-oh |