100 pt.2

Leave yo ass smoked like some hickory, can't fuck with tricks they be trickory, pass that lil bitch she won't shit to me, pass like my class she was history, throwing up these bitches sick to me, broke bitch need to be fixed to me, dope shit need a lil chemistry, i work my hand with that right, i dont like xans i like sprite, dirty my shit like we fighting, Glock in my hand with a knife, have you touching the stars like a stripe, im'a shake some like i got dice im'a take some run off like mike, you wan fake we got nothing a like, you a snake you fuck around and get hit up, chopper shoot shit when hit you get split up,i don't talk shit i just hit and you lift up, niggas be bitches so i keep my distance bitch said im missing the fuck am i missing, shooting my shot and im scoring like Pippen, i don't like thots they be going that's wicked, i just like top have you blowing on distinct, shoot yo bitch ass have you singing like Richard, Shoot at yo man have him singing like Rii Rii, I dont do dansby because i am from D.C, no ATL but im fly like a hawk, bro got that green leave you smash like the Hulk, lean got me sleep im'a slur when i talk, in on the street on the curb where you walk, step in the street on the curb leave you chalk, walking my dog its gonna bite it don't bark, random ass bitches keep calling my phone and shit crazy ass bitches pop up at my home and shit, faking ass niggas i shoot at they dome and shit, hatting ass niggas they mad cuz im on this shit, dont give a fuck what they talking about the farther war they left me cold as the south pole stuck in my lane there ain't switching the route close, fuck is u saying get the hitting till mouth close, fuck is you saying get the hitting like Wayne 2 black 4'5 im'a max out like Payne, bitch im'a purp sipping purple that reign, bitch im a pimp watch me limp with that cane, shooting that shit in the Rover got range, 100's and 50's them dollars look strange, 100's and 50's put cash on your brain, bitch i got cash that shit run through my veins, bitch my shit boomin like metro no train, that hoe be going she gon blow like propain, 22-3 nock you right out your shit, 22-3 knock you right out your kiks, you a real trapper then show me some bricks, show me that shit then im taking yo shit, run in your house have you dancing like Chris, gun in your mouth get the rocking like clip, go to New York just to buy me some Bape N' Ape, 100's on flow with the bottles of ase and space, slur my shit up like a bottle of Gatorade bullets gon rip through your shirt like its small pulling up knocking at you and your dogs, yea pulling up knocking at you and your dogs