100 Gs (feat. Lowki & MDN Ka$h)
Mook Dook
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And my shit been going crazy Crazy Crazy Yeah Yeah Lowkey in it Muhhfucka Remy and weed, that's a fool combination Got my head spinning, it got my heart racing Polo all on me, I'm stuck to the basics And f*ck the designer cause all of them racists Remy and weed, that's a fool combination Got my head spinning, it got my heart racing Polo all on me, I'm stuck to the basics And f*ck the designer cause all of them racists I don't care what you need Cause bitch I need a hundred G's F*ck what you see in me If you can't pay what's owed to me Pour up the Remy, mix the cranberries Shit got me sauced, I ain't talking spaghetti Pulled up with Cash and we popped like confetti Know that my brother, this shit here forever Been through the mud, it turned out for better Got two grams stuffed in a dutch Lowki got the gas, know I'm coming in clutch That money is calling, so I'm in a rush Shawty a ten but with me, it's a plus I kicked her out and she put up a fuss After the money cause that is a must Ty beat his case, so thank God for that judge Loyalty key, that shit run through my blood I can't trust nobody with me, it's all love If I make a call, all my niggas pull up I promise you don't want it with us Ten P's on 16, I was nervous as f*ck Nervous as f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck, f*ck Remy and weed is a fool's conversation I don't remember what happened, our bodies adjacent Told that lil bitch that she can't get complacent Two wrongs is a right, so my diamonds are racist I don't care about the basics My niggas armed and dangerous Show you how to get the money, nigga Ka$h combination She want to code to my phone What is going on, poker face it I'm trying to hide them faces Do your kicks got no laces Feet in the mud and I don't give a f*ck Came out that shit with a Burberry Rug Lowki, she hit me, said Ka$h, pour it up Pour, pour. Pour it up Remy and weed, that's a fool combination Got my head spinning, it got my heart racing Polo all on me, I'm stuck to the basics And f*ck the designer cause all of them racists Remy and weed, that's a fool combination Got my head spinning, it got my heart racing Polo all on me, I'm stuck to the basics And f*ck the designer cause all of them racists I don't care what you need Cause bitch I need a hundred G's F*ck what you see in me If you can't pay what's owed to me No, we can't talk, you ain't speaking my language I talk to myself cause that real talk is ancient Got blunts in the bag and they rolled, bout to spark 'em With a bitch that's so bad and give brain like this Harvard She rolled the majority, wild like sororities Got her on Remy, said, f*ck her priorities She just got naked, I'm screaming, oh lordy Went for the nuts, I said, girl, you so ballsy Left and said please do not call me, stalk me Back the money, it's falling, falling I get it, I'm balling, balling Go like I f*ck, ain't no pausing, shawty Up in the morning like I'm on that act right Don't let nothing get past me, I'm that tight See in every direction like Mad-Eye Glow is so heavy, at night, I got cat eyes Believe when I tell you this, all that I'm giving you Tie this shit up in a knot like a tennis shoe Hit the scene, said, what I choose, like it's Pikachu They heard I choose and said, Mook Dook, God bless you I break it down, they say, no, they'll arrest you I lay it down, they say, no, they won't let you No prize at the end but they wanna contest you But we will not let them come test you We bout the issues like magazines Might spring out of order like trampolines I'm Tony Stark, you are not handing me Not a thing if it's not a real currency I'm on my own and that's honesty The real on my plate like a china piece I've been the best, it's not a finer me And if you find me, I got Remy and Weed, because Remy and weed, that's a fool combination Got my head spinning, it got my heart racing Polo all on me, I'm stuck to the basics And f*ck the designer cause all of them racists Remy and weed, that's a fool combination Got my head spinning, it got my heart racing Polo all on me, I'm stuck to the basics And f*ck the designer cause all of them racists I don't care what you need Cause bitch I need a hundred G's F*ck what you see in me If you can't pay what's owed to me
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Written by: MDN Ka$h, Mook Dook, Israel Branch
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