( Nina lee kisses on the track )
VERSE 1
f*ck whoever thinks I'm dumb
Blonde bimbos have more fun
Talk sh*t think your sick
I'll shut you down pretty quick
Apparently I'm poor that shook me to the core ( what? )
One push of a finger you'll fall to the floor
Hundreds in la at my age
No time to play watch me make it
Then Gucci be paid living like ye
No stalker jobs today
Walking down la Brea
OVO today
Sorry Kanye Drakes daddy any day
Shop no limit here you shook sense the fear ( fear )
Oh sh*ts that's a tear ( tear )
Boy you better disappear
Nina Lee Kisses on the track
Got some enemies better watch my back
You think that sh*t is whack ( whack )
Issa f*cking snack ( snack )
Just like Kodak Black ( black )
Claiming that you rich boy you ain't even sh*t boy
Line longer than your hoes b*tch only lord knows
CHORUS
100s in la ( what )
Triple that next day ( yeah )
What you got to say
b*tch I don't play
I said 100s in la
Triple that next day
What you got to say
b*tch I don't play
VERSE 2
When I walk up to your face sh*t that's a case
Fbi in a chase words like my base lyrics rock to space
Get a f*cking taste I'm the sh*t you a disgrace
Walking into knifepoint
b*tch it's a hip joint
Juice flowing
Rhymes going
He not knowing
Ass be towing
Overflowing
Flavours blowing
He be hoeing
Always lowing
Undergoing
You still be owing
CHORUS X3
100s in la ( what )
Triple that next day ( yeah )
What you got to say
b*tch I don't play
I said 100s in la
Triple that next day
What you got to say
b*tch I don't play