100s & 50s

[Intro]
Ooh, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy
Yeah, yeah, you know how it go
Bitch, bitch, ayy, woah, ayy

[Verse 1]
Demons on my head but I can't go for nun
Grab my watch and [?] she can't go for nun
Lil' bae check 'em intent to the pump
Bitch at money counting up the slums
Molly and the guns, now little baby numb
Novacaine the solider, yeah I ain't feeling nothin'
Love em when they run
Love em when they run
Catch me sipping purple like im cool with bun
Diamonds on this bessell one like when she comes
Hoe I might just play you don't believe in none
We be smoking dirt like its gas or something
I be high off this Earth havin' Nas-fun
All this gas on this mud like I'm Gucci son
I be beating down the block you can hear me coming
I be thumbing through this cash, you can hear running
Money counting counting fast, you can hear it running
See these niggas plotting I can see it coming
Enemies around me I ain't fearing nothin'
Walking wit the Weston walking with my weapon
Boy I might just bless him if he get the testing
Bless that boy with the 'chete extra, if that shit a problem we can wipe him up like tissue
Young boy im the shit you might need some tissues
When I walk up in the building they know I'm official
They know im official
Official like the ref came with the tec
They committing fouls, get hit wit the tec
Get that money stretching
Rob em if hes sceptic
Boy dont wanna get hectic
Starch him off my checklist
Cut these blocks in sections
Preaching teaching lessons
Know you heard of me, I can clear the section
Love this currency, euros in my present

[Chorus]
100's 50
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100's 50's
100, aye
Blue pink blue hundreds 50's
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[Verse 2]
Rollie on my arm it's a green face
Green back counting wit' my mean face
Bad bitches around me I don't need face
I don't wanna fuck hoe I need face
1's on my feet yeah I'm in my size
Wrapping around these niggas like we in a cypher
Spit these bars spit this shit like a recital
Fuck yo hoe I fuck yo hoe and I one night her
Boy it's nothing how I do this shit
Came in wit' a ruger how I split your clique
Shawty wanna fuck I'ma lick the clit
Diamonds on my wrist, diamonds look like piss

[Chorus]
Ayy
100's 50's
100's 50's
100's 50's
100's 50's
Blue pink blue hundreds 50's
Blue pink blue hundreds 50's