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

Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid

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