Lyrics 100 Grand - Royce Rizzy

100 Grand

Yeah, it’s only OG that he selling me
She wanna fuck what she keep telling me
Yeah, I’m driving fast, I let the swisher burn
I’m a pimp, she got to wait her turn
Yeah, oh she mad, she need to understand
That my lifestyle 100 grand
The way I smoke a pound on the dresser
I’m a pimp, feel like Hugh Hefner
Chanel chains cover up my body
KTZ and all this came from Kwazi
I got the juice and I can’t keep em off me
How these bitches end up in the lobby?
Wake and bake then sip my coffee
Bitches bad, she got a softy
They see the sleeves and ask me what it cost me
What the record label toss me
30 thousand dollars on the floor
I wear em once and then they out the door
Call me anything but never poor
I beat her twice and now she say she sore
Why they question what I fucking wear?
I spent a thousand on my underwear
Bitches all talk and share
Tell my dog to pick a pair
I bet they leave with you
Give you head and smoke some weed with you