50's & 100's

Fifty's and hundreds We got them fifty's and hundreds Fifty's and hundreds We got them fifty's and hundreds Fifty's and hundreds We got them fifty's and hundreds Fifty's and hundreds We got them fifty's and hundreds Four-four in my Prada These bitches treat me like Obama I'm tryna bend up her posture Revolve the block with them revolvers Revolve the block with them revolvers Your homie got popped, that's your problem I'm pulling her hair, she feel like she Rapunzel I'm tired of fucking these bitches, but no we not loving these bitches (Hey) I got a Glock in my pants, she fell in love with the dick print (Hey) Fifty's and hundreds and Ak's, try keeping your distance (Hey) I painted her face, she thought I was artistic Fifty's and hundreds We got them fifty's and hundreds Fifty's and hundreds We got them fifty's and hundreds Fifty's and hundreds We got them fifty's and hundreds Fifty's and hundreds We got them fifty's and hundreds I got a Glock with a leg in it Please don't make me tear the ligament I'm with some demons insidious All of my killers possessing shit I'm with HD, he gon tear a bitch Blow up your block, on some Tetris shit I might go cop me a wetter bitch She make it rain on some weather shit Bitch I'm with the circus, I hang with gorillas When our guns had got bigger, we turned to some killers No orange tips, we gon make you feel em When you step on my field better bring out them hitters Four-four in my bag, posted up on a pillar And they deeper than us, so this shit might get realer Fifty's and hundreds We got them fifty's and hundreds Fifty's and hundreds We got them fifty's and hundreds Fifty's and hundreds We got them fifty's and hundreds Fifty's and hundreds We got them fifty's and hundreds