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100
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Hip-Hop/Rap
100 was released on February 10, 2023 by Outsider's Estate, Fiction Fake as a part of the album SLAYER SEASON II
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Release DateFebruary 10, 2023
LabelOutsider's Estate, Fiction Fake
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM75

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Fiction Fake
Fiction Fake
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Timothy Joseph Brown
Timothy Joseph Brown
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Nikko Suavé
Nikko Suavé
Engineer

Lyrics

I've seen bitches treat me like I'm God but that's what you desire
I've seen **** scam for all they cash 'cause that's what you require
Bitch, I swear that's new attire
Money up, no multiplier
You can't catch me where I'm going
Private jet, these hoes can't find us
Before she didn't notice me
Now she Uber Eats groceries
I'm like baby, can you hold it please?
She wanna roll in Grabba Leaf
I saw your girl follow me
Make her sign a policy
Bitch I'm next, no probably
Different girls, apologies
Girl you just one of the many, got 99 others
And the bag hold racks, yeah this a Goyard duffel
Hit a 100 on the drop, I did it all in the summer
I been counting hundreds, boy I'm always up to something
Now watch me pull up in a Benz
In the coupe, how we fittin' your friends?
If I fuck again, I want revenge
All the dirty money I got cleansed
And I didn't know she was upset
Money came in now I'm obsessed
Different bitch come in, I forget
And 3 of them wanna have sex
And she expect me to be in her life
Well first, can you be in mine?
Got too many hoes I can't lie
Got to wait at the back of the line
And she love all my songs, yeah I'm fire
Off a perc when I fuck, never tired
I expect **** be wearing some wires
'Cause these **** be bitches, they liars
I've seen bitches treat me like I'm God but that's what you desire
I've seen **** scam for all they cash 'cause that's what you require
Bitch, I swear that's new attire
Money up, no multiplier
You can't catch me where I'm going
Private jet, these hoes can't find us
Before she didn't notice me
Now she Uber Eats groceries
I'm like baby, can you hold it please?
She wanna roll in Grabba Leaf
I saw your girl follow me
Make her sign a policy
Bitch I'm next, no probably
Different girls, apologies
Yeah, yeah
I know French, not kidding
Got a foreign bitch with me from Finland
And she suck it like she want my children
Bring the wok, I got thots out in Poland
I put wax in the raw when I'm smokin'
Put the ash in her face when we fuck
Think I'm playing, I fuck from the front
Fake wok, what you sip on is juice
There's no seal, that's far from the truth
Pour a lot cause I share in the stu'
I spent hundreds on designer and shoes
Yea, I just started the wave y'all can't float
From Long Island I'm used to these hoes
We can take a pic, I won't repost
Face ain't in the pic I'm a ghost
I've seen bitches treat me like I'm God but that's what you desire
I've seen **** scam for all they cash 'cause that's what you require
Bitch, I swear that's new attire
Money up, no multiplier
You can't catch me where I'm going
Private jet, these hoes can't find us
Before she didn't notice me
Now she Uber Eats groceries
I'm like baby, can you hold it please?
She wanna roll in Grabba Leaf
I saw your girl follow me
Make her sign a policy
Bitch I'm next, no probably
Different girls, apologies
Girl you just one of the many, got 99 others
And the bag hold racks, yeah this a Goyard duffel
Hit a 100 on the drop, I did it all in the summer
I been counting hundreds, boy I'm always up to something
Written by: Timothy Joseph Brown
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