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100s
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Utwór 100s został wydany 20 maja 2022 przez Wavy Gang / EMPIRE jako część albumu FACE (Deluxe Edition)
Released20 maja 2022
JęzykEnglish
BPM59
Melodyjność
Akustyczność
Valence
Taneczność
Energia

Tekst Utworu

[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Yeah
(I just need my space right now) Yeah
[Chorus]
I'm talkin' hundreds on hundreds (Hundreds on hundreds on hundreds)
I'm talkin' money, the clothes, the cars, I'm finna fuck up the summer (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talkin' Perkys, the X and the bars, that codeine done made me a junkie (Yeah)
Turn up the city, I'm beatin' the odds, even the opps gotta love it (Turnt up, go)
[Verse 1]
I'm talkin' hundreds on hundreds (Hundreds on hundreds on hundreds)
I'm talkin' money, the clothes, the cars, I'm finna fuck up the summer (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talkin' Perkys, the X and the bars, that codeine done made me a junkie (Yeah)
Turn up the city, I'm beatin' the odds, even the opps gotta love it (Yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2]
Huh, yeah
The crib right across from the club
Tell lil' mama call when she off (Come on)
Playin' hardball with the soft (For real)
Paint a **** quick, Bob Ross
Fifty K on me, call off (Uh)
I be curvin' bitches, y'all stuck (****)
Shit, I barely parked it, hoppin' out
Tay Money with me, YNT (My ****)
Forty-five show, I'm buyin' lean (Four, five)
.45, squeeze it in my jeans (Four, five)
I got in, ain't no searchin' me (Yeah)
I don't know, they call her Perky P (Yeah)
Forever clean with a dirty drink (Yeah)
I just put my mama in a mink
[Chorus]
I'm talkin' hundreds on hundreds (Hundreds on hundreds on hundreds)
I'm talkin' money, the clothes, the cars, I'm finna fuck up the summer (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talkin' Perkys, the X and the bars, that codeine done made me a junkie (Yeah)
Turn up the city, I'm beatin' the odds, even the opps gotta love it (Turnt up, go)
[Verse 3]
I'm talkin' hundreds on hundreds (Hundreds on hundreds on hundreds)
I'm talkin' money, the clothes, the cars, I'm finna fuck up the summer (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talkin' Perkys, the X and the bars, that codeine done made me a junkie (Yeah)
Turn up the city, I'm beatin' the odds, even the opps gotta love it (****)
[Verse 4]
Better pay attention, don't you blink
Money flyin', bitches on they knees (Come on)
Cubans bust, I can't even link (****)
Trap boomin', rollin' like it's E
Keep your hands off or keep it P (Boy)
Church in service, watch a **** preach (Boy)
Up my stock and charge these boys a fee (Huh)
Tell my brother, "Stay from out these streets" (For real, though)
Baby mama's happy 'cause I'm up (Why?)
Don't know why 'cause you ain't gettin' nothin' (Nah)
Now my daughter's purses goin' dumb
I'ma live through them and catch a stunt (Haha)
Queen shit, I turned it into punch (Dark)
Twelve hundred grams'll leave you hunched (****)
I just did two-hundred in the a month (Two)
Baroline told me it ain't nothin', for real
[Chorus]
I'm talkin' hundreds on hundreds (Hundreds on hundreds on hundreds)
I'm talkin' money, the clothes, the cars, I'm finna fuck up the summer (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talkin' Perkys, the X and the bars, that codeine done made me a junkie (Yeah)
Turn up the city, I'm beatin' the odds, even the opps gotta love it (Turnt up, go)
[Verse 5]
I'm talkin' hundreds on hundreds (Hundreds on hundreds on hundreds)
I'm talkin' money, the clothes, the cars, I'm finna fuck up the summer (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
I'm talkin' Perkys, the X and the bars, that codeine done made me a junkie (Yeah)
Turn up the city, I'm beatin' the odds, even the opps gotta love it (****)
Written by: Marcellus Register, Evan Jarrod Scaife Milton
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