[Intro]
100 round gun
Bitch, I'm heroin on a spoon
I'm dope

[Verse 1]
I fuck her, now she tapping out
Sex and that we chop it up
My life, I never planned it out
We living what we rapping 'bout
Cooking crack and keeping count
Get that brick and bust it down
Catch a ? and skip the town
100 rounds, bitch, I got ?
? when we come around
Your main bitch, she suck me down
?
Hang with killers, cannot hang with clowns
I got the stove, I got the pot, I think I need an apron now
I got the clip, I got the Glock, get the addy, knock 'em down
I'm just thinking out loud, these lil n***as actin' out
? know how to fight
Don't let that n***a knock you out
Be careful what you say, n***a
? on that spray, n***a
I'm on that track with Zay, n***a
You know this tape worth eight figures
My mama tryna save n***as
I'm just tryna to take n***as
Can't no n***a play with me, I'm certified using that K, n***a
You beef with rich shooters?
Nah, you better pray, n***a
50 bags I can blow on clothes
That's just in the safe, n***a
[Chorus]
Fuck up the mall
Lately I've been showing off
Make your bitch lick my balls
This Section 8 is continental now
? bitch, I'm in and out (I'm in and out)
But the 'Rari ?, I'm in and out (skrrrrr)
Fell in love with selling bags in streets, turn me out
Oh, oh, oh, oh
N***a jumped off the porch and went to sell the ounce
Ounce, ounce, ounce, ounce

[Verse 2]
I've been running into trouble since the fucking ?
Mama used to beat my ass, that shit made me crazy
N***a, rest in peace to ?, showed me my first brick
And n***a rest in peace to Bobby, let me shoot my first stick
?
My own family, they kill my family, n***a try to murk me
And my mama used to say my father name cursed me
And my grandfather said "You can pay for all ?"
Rich shooters keep a gun, n***a, where we all sleep
Will I live, will I die, n***a, that's beyond me
But that ? yes that's all me
Can't fuck with these ? n***as, rob em all week
If my bullets hit yo shit, n***a, please don't call me
? 24/7, no sleep
?
We be fuckin' checks up, we got keys to the streets
[Chorus]
Fuck up the mall
Lately I've been showing off
Make your bitch lick my balls
This Section 8 is continental now
? bitch, I'm in and out (I'm in and out)
But the 'Rari ?, I'm in and out (skrrrrr)
Fell in love with selling bags in streets, turn me out
Oh, oh, oh, oh
N***a jumped off the porch and went to sell the ounce
Ounce, ounce, ounce, ounce