100,000 Lyrics

Flex up, I don't care
Lil' nigga, don't go there
Bitch, why you tryna go there?
Like bitch, get off my shoulder
Came in this bitch with soldiers
Who is she? I think I know her
Poppin' out like a gopher
Son of a bitch want a soda
Bitch wanna fuck the [?]
I put a hundred thou' down on my goddamn neck
Real 1c nigga, I'm real as it gets (Go)
Bitch came to the crib and throwin' neck

Bitch, find me at the trap spot
Stupid me, I feel like a crack rock
Got it on me at the back block
Got it on me at the back block
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Runnin' off on your bag, homie
Nigga, that's why I got bills on me
Runnin' off with my steel on me
I'm pullin' out, I—, yeah
It's whole niggas that talk on me
I'm sorry, but I got rocks on me
Look at the skyscrapеrs, walk around
I know Meech lookin' down on me, yeah
Long live Cook
Play comin' down, rеad his ass like a book
Get in my way then you gettin' took
I'm gettin' money, you know they gon' look
When we pulled up, we left they ass shook
Go to the beach and I go read a book
Long live Cook