SoundsByEYE - 101 (feat. DJ Destiny)

Aye, what's good? I just touched down, man
You trying to get in the stu or what
Oh, let's get it
Aye
I'm on the 101
What
I'm on the 101, still
whatever we get we gon get it still
EYE DJ Destiny

They want the game
They want that 101
But you can't clone me
I'm a 1 of 1
Hella blunts, sliding up the 101
Bag booming, reinvest, then we run it up
They want the game
They want that 101
But you can't clone me
I'm a 1 of 1
Hella blunts, sliding up the 101
Bag booming, reinvest, then we run it up
Back, boom, and reinvest, then we run it up

Look, Hollywood ain't what it used to be
All them stars dirty like the ecosystem roof
Sliding back, beige leather seats in a big green bucket
Uck it I stunt it
Everything you have, gotta cherish, gotta love it
You ugly, Acting hella funny

Throwing all that shade, cause I keep it sunny
Mm-hm
Mind on my, mind on my honey
Face still bumping, rolling up, hella cutty

2017, Frisco 40 days in the Honda creeping
Late night missions, war in my Japanese speakers
No leather, went and got the cover
Bustin' rides to get the bread to buy supper

Smoke breaks, tempo like 68
Windy summer, trying to get my bills paid
Suede apparel, 'sace shades by the color
All these bums on my bumper with the gas
You won't see me in a Hummer going stupid dumb
In the fall, winter, spring, or summer

They want the game
They want that 101
But you can't clone me
I'm a 1 of 1
Hella blunts, sliding up the 101
Bag booming, reinvest, then we run it upThey want the game
They want that 101
But you can't clone me
I'm a 1 of 1
Hella blunts, sliding up the 101
Bag booming, reinvest, then we run it up

Roll with EYE, just copped the P
Don't sip lean, but the gangsta still mean
Rolled up on your team, 4-series with a beam
Keep the scope close in case they run off with the Ps
Fuck Britain, and it's still about the Ps
Pounds, yens, a dollar, holla

If shawty got options, I call my nigga Balla
Stock going up, cause the bank just holla'd
My dividends over the loudspeaker
Now shawty wanna holla, she know I got the guala

Ten toes on the ground, nigga, like Iguana
I don't want the fame, most these jokers lame
You ever count a hundred thousand dollars in your name
Are you ever gonna have knowledge, wisdom in your brain

Can I count on you for understanding shit's getting insane
One time for Dilla, DJ, stay paid

They want the game
They want that 101
But you can't clone me
I'm a 1 of 1
Hella blunts, sliding up the 101
Bag booming, reinvest, then we run it up

They want the game
They want that 101
But you can't clone me
I'm a 1 of 1
Hella blunts, sliding up the 101
Bag booming, reinvest, then we run it up

They want the game
They want that 101
But you can't clone me
I'm a 1 of 1
Hella blunts, sliding up the 101
Bag booming, reinvest, then we run it up

They want the game
They want that 101
But you can't clone me
I'm a 1 of 1
Hella blunts, sliding up the 101
Bag booming, reinvest, then we run it up

Written by:
Zarkhi Palmer, Destiny Iwuoma

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