101 bars lyrics

by

BabyTron


[Intro: BabyTron]
Time to turn my yeah on

[Verse 1: BabyTron]
I'm off three different drugs, I got three different guns
How much 'za I be smokin', I need three different lungs
Raised a monster since a fetus, I just feed it for fun
Rollin' out the bodybag, I got some green on my thumbs
This is not Street Fighter, up the beam if he lunge
Scampire, late at night, I gotta drink me some blood
R.I.P. $cam, just for you, I gotta keep me a jugg
If we catch you in that forest, time to eat with the wolves
How I tote this b*tch, you'd think I have a CPL
On the road more than the motherf*ckers who got CDLs
How he talkin', how he movin', time to go, I think he 12
How this b*tch actin' a hundred when she got a BBL?
Perseverance and stamina in the race, bet we prevail
Before you ride the wave, let everybody know you settin' sail
What the f*ck is a vest? These b*tches goin' through cylinder blocks
Tied in with the jankers, in the middle of the winter, I'm hot
I could probably f*ck around and dunk if I sit on the guap
I can't spill no sauce nowadays, won't catch me drippin' a drop
Catch him with this fully out in traffic and hit him with Glock
Hit him up top
Free my unky, sh*t ain't been the same, they ain't gettin' they rocks
Name another motherf*cker ran up a ticket in Crocs
Granny told my cuddy keep it down in there, hittin' the pot
Twenty seconds left, I shoot it like Lillard, I'm hot
Let her disrespect me in my face, be done spit on a thot
She'll spend up all your money, still'll go spit on her twat
I don't care how dizzy that I get, bet I spin with the chop
If I send the robbers to your safe, bet they pickin' the lock
Cheat-codin', think I got unlimited chicken unlocked
Gotta do the purple or the red, I can't ribbit the pop
Got the ball on the string, could just sit and dribble up top
Crazy how the tables turned, I couldn't even p*ss in the pot
[Interlude: AK Bandamont]
Woo, yeah

[Verse 2: AK Bandamont]
Tell them n*ggas duck they head, we finna spin the block
She freaky, I put a pint inside her hand and she licked the top
And if they red-hand me on scene, I'll probably kill a cop
n*ggas janky, they be shootin' guns in the air, they tryna kill the God
I'm bored, I'm finna count a hundred thousand, that's how I kill the time
No fakin', one day I popped four Perkies, somehow I'm still alive
We coolin', I just made her eat my di*k while I'm just chillin' high
She said she straight, I would've let her hit the drank, she kinda civilized
They got big bro doin' fed time, they got him criminalized
Put a beam on doggy head from 'cross the field, I got him penalized
Dog think he a kingpin from sellin' weed, you just a lil' guy
Hm, I just got a dirty brick, I gotta sterilize it
This white b*tch be cryin' for the pills, she look like Caroline
I need a whole pint to the head 'cause I ain't sharin' mine
My fiend kind, he meet up with his mans, and now they sharin' white

[Interlude]
(Helluva made this beat, baby)

[Verse 3: AK Bandamont]
Yeah, he meet up with his mans so they can share the white
I put girly on the road, but this ain't their flight
Crunch time, get to steppin' on the dope, had on a pair of Nikes
This b*tch mad I tossed her to the curb, guess I ain't care, right?
On go, I made her send the lo' on the opps, but you ain't there, right?
Them n*ggas scared to come outside, oh man, they scared, right?
Them n*ggas scared to die 'cause they ain't shot nothin'
Get a kit, put two quarters in each, I hear the pot bubblin'
I got one thought inside my head, I gotta lock somethin'
I looked back and seen all red, I know I dropped somethin'
I'll rob a n*gga, I heard he was police, I know the cops comin'
We in the Lab, I'm cookin' crack with Tron, we finna drop somethin'
I know you always hear me talkin' 'bout Percs, I got a lot comin'
Lil' bro came in the crib and I ain't hear him, I almost shot somethin'
Yeah, I almost shot somethin'
You boys be pillow-talkin' hoes, that is not thuggin'
[Verse 4: BabyTron]
He better hope he had a life jacket, left his block flooded
Lyin' like we family, catch him at the function, pop cousin
I don't work the farmer's market, got my akhi coppin' fruit
I got million stuck on my head, I feel like Majin Buu
Still ain't got no drip, it look like that your mama shop for you
Leave an opp out in the deep, I bet he be piranha food
Black Jack Black Hellkitties, these Wakanda coupes
Blues man, runnin' to the pape' just how Sonic do
If the fully jam, gon' hit him with a melee
Foreign sneaks, think they Brazilian, I feel like Pelé
You know I got a lot of bands up on me, I'm with AK
Bro know if he take the charge, I'm finna load his JPay
You a pus*y, I'm an alpha dog, ain't got the same traits
Life a triathlon, you tryna race, ain't got the same pace

[Verse 5: AK Bandamont]
n*gga actin' like he rich, he post pics with fake frames
n*gga talk a lot, he could've been a teacher how he state a name
I got four-five shots in the heater, I'm shootin' MJ
Ran up a check and then I cut off all the leechers, b*tch, I've been paid
I spilt an eight on my new shirt, I got rich stains
Lil' bro crazy, be huntin' n*ggas down, he got a switchblade
He was seen, but they ain't catch him on the scene, he gotta switch names
Right now I'm on the road with the— it got a nickname
Lil' bro just got a chop and give out chemos how he hit brains
He tryna overkill 'em, he finna see how much the clip take
I just gave my fiend a bag, I'm tryna see how much her wrist take
She know it's hit with fentanyl, she finna risk-take
I got a head callin' right now, he workin' from 10 to 8
That's ten hours, I said I'm finna slide, he finna skip break
And life goes on, I'm onto big things
Pops got cooked with a one-twenty, '013, he was the brick man
Probably had a quarter ki' inside the ceiling fan
I'll leave her at the crib, but I can't trust her, she be stealin' things
I was gon' slide, but I felt somethin' was off, 'cause I be feelin' things
Two hundred thou' last month, but half it came from sellin' milligram
[Verse 6: BabyTron]
If you play the heavy tint, my hacker, he can read your VIN
Scammer tendencies, you better pray that I don't peep your PIN
Thinkin' you a shark in the deep, put the beam on fin
All that barkin', no bite, dog must not be no pit
101 bars, got us on some Free Rio sh*t

[Outro: BabyTron]
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