Phuzz - 100 (feat. Young Moe)

Ooo
Ooo
Ooo
Yee
Won't hold that choppa
If that bitch don't hold 100
Won't point no finger
But don't make me push a button
I came from nothin
Took a half
And made it somethin
Don't need these bitches
I'm surrounded by da junkies
Won't hold that choppa
If that bitch don't hold 100
Won't point no finger
But don't make me push a button
I came from nothin
Took a half
And made it somethin
Don't need these bitches
I'm surrounded by da junkies
They like "Moe
I haven't seen you lately
What you been on?"
I was in da back
I beat da pack up
Like I'm Kimbo
I'm on 4th and inches
Trynna make it to da endzone
Hold it down for Scoot and Trap
Until all of my men home (LIFE)
I don't need your sorry baby
I just need a pile of G
Fuck hoes
Then I gotta leave
Fake
I don't know how to be
I ain't have a pot to piss
Now I ain't got no tolerance
Open up a traphouse
While you searchin round for colleges
Guns on location
We don't move around without em here
Heard these niggas rappin
Need to drop another album yea
My bitch keep on trippin
I don't listen
Don't know how to hear
Need a kitchen
When I make a milli
Then I'm out of here
LIFE
Won't hold that choppa
If that bitch don't hold 100
Won't point no finger
But don't make me push a button
I came from nothin
Took a half
And made it somethin
Don't need these bitches
I'm surrounded by da junkies
Won't hold that choppa
If that bitch don't hold 100
Won't point no finger
But don't make me push a button
I came from nothin
Took a half
And made it somethin
Don't need these bitches
I'm surrounded by da junkies
I took a 14
And turned that bitch to a 448
I usually fly in pounds
I shopped in town
I can't afford to wait
My bitch just say she miss me
I just flew a pack from Disney yea
Got da box of trees like Christmas
I'm finessin of this digi yea
Wow
Hit my phone
He out of state
He want a pound
MLB
I'm pitchin boxes off da mound
We hit them Glocks off
Cuz we loving how they sound
You better pray them niggas
Never come around
She saw me rockin Givenchy
Riccardo n Tisci
Whoa
I had to take her to Saks
To get Prada n Fendi
Aye
We on a highway
17 in my Glock aye
Aye
Nigga it's up
50 in da trunk of da i8
Won't hold that choppa
If that bitch don't hold 100
Won't point no finger
But don't make me push a button
I came from nothin
Took a half
And made it somethin
Don't need these bitches
I'm surrounded by da junkies
Won't hold that choppa
If that bitch don't hold 100
Won't point no finger
But don't make me push a button
I came from nothin
Took a half
And made it somethin
Don't need these bitches
I'm surrounded by da junkies

Written by:
TaVon Francis

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