S0K0 - Drop 100

Damn, Donny made this
Uh, yeah, uh
Yeah, uh
Do this shit my way
Uh, yeah
Hold on I just pulled up, finna drop 100
And we coming up now, yeah, fuck up and coming
Heard he had a nice chain, call him Usain, make him run it
Claim he balling but he putting up 0 just like he Drummond
Rolling through, it sound like we drumming but it's only sticks
Pull out a hundred we be flexing, yeah, let him know we rich
I hit Somerset and dropped like 81 on Kobe shit
Fuck a plain jane, bitch, I wanna see that Rollie gliss
Bottle of Patrón gon' have yo pockets hurt
Keep a lil' uzi on my side, might have to cop the vert
Yeah you might've did some lil' shit, but you not the first
CDG, couple hundred dollars for a cotton shirt
I'll pop a shit talker for I ever pop a perc
I done got rich, for my bitch might have to cop a Birk'
Try to run up and hoe me out, that is not gon' work
Why these bitches talking shit for they mans, you done got him murked
Murakami tee
I'm flexing obviously
I been lit for like two summers thinking damn who hot as me
I'm big up, you a lame, I'm the one you trying to be
Ran it up, did the numbers, no this shit cannot decrease
Call him Kaneki 'cause lil bro, he is only half of me
He pulled up talking that shit, yeah, that's a casualty
Dripped in LV, casually
I been what I had to be
They all trying to come around back then they used to laugh at me
Where that Brabus be? In my fucking driveway
Hit a hundred on the highway
Told 'em that it's my way
Do not try to hit me up, I keep my phone on vibrate
If I stand up on my money, lil' bitch, then I'm like nine eight
Ran it up now, lil' bitch, why wait
These bitches just be talking but don't do shit, shit that I hate
Need a Trackhawk, I don't want no lil' ass i8
If it's 'bout some money bitch I'm there, I won't arrive late
Uh, known to get the money, I'm a bag chaser
Bitch you known for being down bad, you never had paper
SRT I'm racing through the streets, feel like a drag racer
When I dip lil' bitch don't be relieved, I'll be back later
Hold on I just pulled up, finna drop 100
And we coming up now, yeah, fuck up and coming
Heard he had a nice chain, call him Usain, make him run it
Claim he balling but he putting up 0 just like he Drummond
Rolling through, it sound like we drumming but it's only sticks
Pull out a hundred we be flexing, yeah, let him know we rich
I hit Somerset and dropped like 81 on Kobe shit
Fuck a plain jane, bitch, I wanna see that Rollie gliss

Written by:
Dominic Sokolowski

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