100 Thou

[Intro]
(xxuL ,nmaD)

[Chorus]
If you ain't talkin' 'bout money, that's where you lost me (That's where you lost me)
Ayy, come get your bitch, I can't get her off me (Come get her off me)
I'm sippin' lean in the mornin', this ain't no coffee (This ain't no coffee)
I'm swervin' drivin' the Benz like Ricky Bobby (Like Ricky Bobby)
That bitch so annoying, tryna see what I'm doin' right now (What I'm doin' right now, yeah) (Brr, brr)
I done fucked around and just ran up a hundred thou' (Ran up hundred thou', yeah)
I done made a way for myself, got niggas like, "How?" (Got niggas like, "How?" Yeah)
I'm stackin' my money up real tall like Yao (Like Yao Ming, yeah)
If you ain't talkin' 'bout money, that's where you lost me (That's where you lost me)
Ayy, come get your bitch, I can't get her off me (Come get her off me)
I'm sippin' lean in the mornin', this ain't no coffee (This ain't no coffee)
I'm swervin' drivin' the Benz like Ricky Bobby (Like Ricky Bobby)
That bitch so annoying, tryna see what I'm doin' right now (What I'm doin' right now, yeah) (Brr, brr)
I done fucked around and just ran up a hundred thou' (Ran up hundred thou', yeah)
I done made a way for myself, got niggas like, "How?" (Got niggas like, "How?" Yeah)
I'm stackin' my money up real tall like Yao (Like Yao Ming, yeah)

[Verse]
I pulled up in i8, bitch, with the doors up
Glock in my Goyard bag, I don't need no holster
Your bitch on my line like a book, she want my to poke her
But I'm soo wooin' with the gang, slidin' in the rover
Call my line, what you need? Hit my Motorola
I'm feelin' like Chief Keef 'cause I hate bein' sober
And I'm off a four leanin', so I'm kind of movin' slower
If lane they ever took high I'm tryna get lower
I sprint to the money, I'm runnin'
I laugh to the bank, this shit funny
I tell them I want the blue hundreds
They gave the wrong young nigga money, yeah
I'm just a nigga that came from nothin' and turned nothin' into somethin', yeah
You gon' hear my engine hummin' before you see a young nigga comin', yeah
I'm too busy countin' up money (You dig?), you niggas be worried 'bout bitches
I'm feelin' like Future, bitch, I'm goin' dummy, probably somewhere fuckin' all on your mistress
Ain't worried 'bout nothin', got the strap on me
I'm countin' up hundreds, your pockets on E
Got your bitch tryna pull up and fuck with the G
She fucked up when she started talkin' 'bout we
I'm ballin' hard like the Wimbledon
Ain't passin' shit, you can't hit my blunt
In the Sprinter, bitch, I'm smokin' on Runtz
Tell them niggas catch up, no Hunt's
I'm high as hell, on a whole 'nother planet
I'm with a bad bitch, she half Hispanic
I got a plug, he speak nothin' but Spanish
He front me them bricks then I make 'em vanish
Pull up in a Porsche GT coupe
It's a 911, finna drop the roof
Wipe that nigga nose, achoo
I got the Glock on me in the boot
My new bitch look like Mariah Carey
She trippin', she say she ain't tryna share me
I'm fresh to death, no cemetery
We strapped up like I'm in the military
I'm sippin' on red, I know it's not healthy
Sip the whole pint, my niggas gon' help me
I can really show you how to run it up correctly
Got your bitch on her knees giving me Becky
Just like the Migos I'm handsome and wealthy
This chopper gon' sing like R. Kelly
I'm feelin' like Sincere off Belly
I be smokin' on dope, I'm higher than the heavens
I'ma keep shit real, I'm allergic to fakin'
No hockey but I'm in the Lamb skatin'
Pull up in the drop-top, niggas hatin'
Might hop out throwin' bullets like Payton
I'm livin' this shit, I might go spend a dub
I'm married to money like we is in love
Fuck it, I might throw some racks in the club
I keep the strap on me like a stud
We wiping your nose, my niggas so slimy
My car is too fast, that's why you behind me
I forget off the drugs, you gotta remind me
I'm runnin' from 12, they gotta come find me
Everyday is my birthday so come surprise me
I keep the Glock .45 beside me
If I look at my chain too long it's gon' blind me
Fell back to the doctor, put lean in my IV

[Chorus]
If you ain't talkin' 'bout money, that's where you lost me (That's where you lost me)
Ayy, come get your bitch, I can't get her off me (Come get her off me)
I'm sippin' lean in the mornin', this ain't no coffee (This ain't no coffee)
I'm swervin' drivin' the Benz like Ricky Bobby (Like Ricky Bobby)
That bitch so annoying, tryna see what I'm doin' right now (What I'm doin' right now, yeah) (Brr, brr)
I done fucked around and just ran up a hundred thou' (Ran up hundred thou', yeah)
I done made a way for myself, got niggas like, "How?" (Got niggas like, "How?" Yeah)
I'm stackin' my money up real tall like Yao (Like Yao Ming, yeah)