100

[Chorus x2]
I gotta give her a hundred
You're so perfect, got a body like the goddesse [?] like RIhanna
You're so an hundred

[Verse 1]
Oh you sweating baby?
Feel your breathing baby?
Take you to the bay
Oh baby make your live this way, aye
Pocket full of money!
Fuck 'em, all the dummies
I don't fuck with fool
Started having fandom, it's so cool
Learned it from the net
Oh baby ride dick she giving neck
Family proud, i'll buy them jets
HERI on some prods I make 'em sweatin'
You see, money make 'em coward
You see, we all seeking power
Feeling like God, yeah I'm so holy
"Married to the game , had sold the tickets"
When I'm in the class, out is my conscience
What if I make some concert?
What if I make it concret?
When I'm on the stage, I want the congratz
I know that I'm great, I hope I swear
Get up at 7, don't need your lessons
Tell 'em what to do, tell em to listen
You a hundred hoe I'm such a million
Bow!

[Chorus x2]
I gotta give her a hundred
You're so perfect, got a body like the goddesse [?] like Rihanna
You're so an hundred

[Verse 2]
One day I'm in my fuckin' bedroom
Got exercises for the classroom
Shit I hadn't done the last questions
Anyway I don't need it for my future
What would I do with equations?
Which type grind, which situation?
Kinda really hard with my location
So I give a try, I give em mixtape
One day no inspiration
Headaches, medication
No time for blood, time for codes
No time to loose, Stop, meditation
I don't give a fuck about your pussy
Gettin' big head, with all my sucess
I ain't making up shit I ain't control
Rather die poor, than without family
Damn I just spit what's on my mind
Man they forgot to write their lines
Money color green, and precioes dime
Give my fam' all , when Ibe signed
Pull up in the benz when I be rich her
When I die rich, make sure, I reach her
In a nick of time, i met lil Nicki
'Rari or porsche I'll be so picky
Now

[Outro]
I gotta give her hundrer you so perfect [x2]
He ho!
I gotta give her hundrer you so perfect [x2]
He ho