Fuck them I don't know them, they ain't 100 In my German car drop a big pack on my young don, ah In the trap I make mad stacks of 1 number When you're at the pop you can lose it all off one fuck up Fuck them I don't know them, they ain't 100 All up on your crop half, fuck her yard don ah Fuck them I don't know them, they ain't 100! Strapped up, strap grips nigga that's Margiela! Hoppin out the spaceship Swagger's on 80 Probably fucked your Misses in a Uber so it's 5-star rated Probably in Givenchys, swaggers out a gyal that's 5-star rated Probably haven't brekky out a mission, lean that's 5-star rated Drop the plug, we'll run it back In the Sudan tight bags Have Fredo run it back It's a sket that suck me on the MAC High road on Freemason Bitch the baddest cause she blaze it [?], she jump wavin Probably hold a pack in the ass Chef whippin up a German Trap game I had to learn it Fuck a opp boy, I'm coppin burners Scummy nigga from the Southside But I found a plug and got the earnin I don't trust a soul I don't trust your soul I don't trust them boy, they vermin In and out of blocks In and out of blocks In and out the German servin In and out the kitchen on and off the stove Wrists movin like a whirlwind Fuck a rapper, I'll spin the coup round Spin the MAC and make your world spin Little Torment had no respect from day There was nothin they could tell him Kway Kway that white gyal with me And I got my badders gyal with me Nice breasts, she spend your whole stack It's nothin, she just wanna rule the world with me I ain't round and make my tail with me And keep a strap full of bells round me Just in case somebody try to get rowdy I don't fire use my gun, 'low me 'Low me 'low me I don't want a 30 Plus the washers foul with the [?] dirty Amne' buddy they can smell it on me I don't sell food, it sell itself for me Niggas corny, buyin hoes shoes I buy Loubs, buy buy some straps too This what happens when the realest niggas from the city Niggas make a rap tune Young niggas gettin street money til they lock me I got a white gyal with a big back, she talks Cockney They see the kid and they skate out, it's not hockey Keep the dots in the gym bag, true it's stocky We keep the hammers in the duffle So run your mouth and you in trouble My doggy rollin with the muzzle We gotta keep this shit 100 Probably got us on the OBBO They addin pieces to the puzzle Hit the trap and make it double Cuh nobody promised tomorrow Call the plug yea, I call the plug and I tell him what's up Get the pack and get it gone I told them niggas I'm the one All them bitches gonna come I told them niggas get the funds Cause everybody wanna win and everybody wanna eat Tell everybody in the slums I'm [?] I'm the type to skip the drama Burnin bridges like I'm lava Hit the strip or hit the corner Runnin off some Marijuana Runnin speeches like Obama Ring your bitch she [?] Show the nigga why she lost it All the food, the nigga starvin Smokin weed for merely money Fuck that groupie if she borin Whip, whip whip whip til it's hurtin Skatin round in the foreign joint, this shit German I got white boys, I got Polishes, I got Turkish They phone the phone I got my Arab ting, man she Persian Plug threw me a pack and served it I got clientele, man they purchase Runnin through the 100s Trap jumpin for the whole week A 1000 grams, man that's a whole key 28, that's an oz No one told me I had to get a pack, gon' get that money I can hold my own T I was slippin out, now Imma take a trip to Harrods Imma keep it lowkey I seen a bad bitch and she a hottie Plug drop me bricks, I think I'm John Gotti, think I'm John Gotti I smoke that weed, I don't pop molly I heard the popo are after me You got them 9s and half a piece Fuck them I don't know them, they ain't 100 OT for like couple months, talkin 1 supper Fuck tings I don't cuff tings, not 1 lover It was me and bro in that fuckin alley, it's the fuckin gutter Fuck them I don't know them, they ain't 100 In my German car drop a big pack on my young don, ah In the trap I make mad stacks of 1 number When your at the pop you can lose it all off one fuck up