Hundreds (Can’t Do It) lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah (Lil Uzi Vert, let's go)
Alright, okay
Damn, damn (Ayy Brandon, man, why you do that?)

[Verse]
Counting up them blue hundreds like them sh*ts ones, n*gga, damn
Everybody know that I am the one, n*gga
n*ggas tried to run up but they done, n*gga, yeah
'Cause my n*ggas with me and best believe they got them guns, n*gga
My n*ggas shooting, my n*ggas recruiting
Your b*tch she all on my di*k
And she wanna suck that but I told that lil' b*tch she can't do it (Ayy)
Okay, I double back, told that b*tch that she can suck it
And when she do it better flute it
I'm rockin' Prada, Balenci', the [?] and I'm rockin' Louis likе that sh*t is Gucci
I know the opps, they looking for me, but thеm boys, they cannot find me
I only f*ck with the same b*tches that I been had because new ones alarm me
I drive like it's stolen, my gun, yeah, it stolen
I'm riding around with no ID
My b*tches, they blind and my diamonds they shinin'
Them VVSs, yeah, they 3D
Your girlfriend don't wanna leave me
Everytime that girl get back around you, she know that she need me
Everytime that girl come back 'round me, she say, "Uzi, can you feed me"
She said, "I need the drugs that you take 'cause you rappin' too easy"
I said, "Girl, this not no drugs, everything from that Ouija"
I'm on some whole other sh*t, yeah, I got a whole 'nother wrist, yeah
I wear G-Fazos like them sh*ts is bubbles, and I don't care 'bout no Rick, yeah
I spend a M in a day, yeah, I got wood on my K, yeah, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy
Now she's all alone, yeah, 'cause she know you not even you, you my clone, yeah
n*ggas broke and I swear that they need a loan, yeah
Told her, "Phone me home," yeah
E.T, not from Earth, yeah
I can make a b*tch disperse, yeah
Eat the pus*y, starburst, damn
Choppa got a three, um, burst damn
Long haired girl, she brown to the bone
Got another one, short hair, Nia Long
I'm a dog, she a dog, she want the bone
See through my diamonds, they got no flaws
And my closet bigger than my hall
b*tch, my closet bigger than your crib
b*tch, my Glock bigger than your SIG
She suck the di*k, blow it down like a cig'
I cannot beat your back out no more
I had to put my di*k in your ribs
These n*ggas lyin', these n*ggas lyin'
These n*ggas lyin', they tellin' fibs
She suck my di*k, she suck my di*k
Sloppy on it, she need a bib
I'm from the trap, I'm from the trap
I'm from the trap, don't need a bed
All in my raps, all in my raps
That is a fact, I did what I did
I saw what I saw but I never would tell
Switch it all up and they never could tell
I can just pin a donkey on a tail
I can make her super thick, she was frail
Black boy in the spot, in the white area
Not talking a cow the way you movin' them bells
I'm a pescatarian, that's why I got them shells
She quiet, librarian until I make her yell
I always got slime on me, I'm slimier than a f*ckin' snail
I got water on me like a well
These b*tches slicker than some motherf*ckin' gel
I only trust one girl in my life, 'cause she can hold it down
'cause she been to jail
I stay with that MAC, I don't got a Dell
These n*ggas want me to fail
Oh my God, they is so mad I prevail
Don't see you in Heaven, I see you in Hell
Real hundreds, ayy, ayy, real hundreds, ayy
I stay with real hundreds, ayy, ayy, ayy, real hundreds, ayy
I stay with blue hundreds, ayy, ayy, ayy, blue hundreds, ayy
Choppa on me, hold a hundred, ayy, ayy, ayy, hold a hundred, ayy
Audi R8 cost a hundred, ayy, ayy, ayy, cost a hundred, ayy
I got too much money, ayy, ayy, ayy, too much money, ayy
f*ck n*gga think I'm a dummy, huh, huh, huh, think I'm a dummy, huh
Young n*gga want to run it, uh, uh, uh, got the b*tch running, ayy
Got that boy, um, running, yeah, yeah, runnin' from a TEC, yeah
Got his b*tch on me, I'm runnin' from that ho 'cause she giving out the neck, yeah
n*ggas mad 'cause I'm the one out here that get all the respect
These n*ggas out here ain't got emeralds, these n*ggas rockin baguettes, yeah
These n*ggas don't got swag, these n*ggas, they be lying 'bout that, ayy
Lil Uzi Vert, I pulled up with some sh*t, yeah, a n*gga just stay with the cash, ayy
Look at yo' b*tch and she chasin' me, chasin' me, yeah, that ho stay on my ass, ayy
These n*ggas mad 'cause I got every whip and I know that they wish that I crash, ayy
These n*ggas mad 'cause my brand new whip, yeah, it came with a digi-dash, yeah
These n*ggas mad 'cause I'm smoking on gas, I just split but it ain't got hash, yeah
These n*ggas mad because they cannot do this sh*t, when I do it and a half, ayy
These n*ggas mad because they cannot do what I do in a half of a year, ayy
These n*ggas mad 'cause there's Cartiers all on my face and them lens so clear, yeah