How many dicks you sucked to get that couple million? (Hahaha)
Think about where you at (okay)
They been waitin’ on this gangster shit to drop (bulletproof)
[Chorus]
You lookin’ for your bitch, she with me nigga, she ain’t missin’ (nah)
[Verse 3]
Me and my niggas pull up in a hundred drops (skrrt)
My diamonds always hittin’ (uh)
If I ain’t in the bank, then I’m on the plane (yeah, hey)
And some rubber bands up outta there too, homie, yeah
[Chorus]
My role model used to get a hundred blocks (hey)
Six figure client, got no business in this area
Before you come through that back door you better knock (ayy, get the door)
Remember my first menage (yeah)
Yeah, Tori and Brittany (yup)
Your bitch gave me sexual healin’ (woo)
I pay her bills and buy her designer but I don’t love her (hey, what you need, lil’ mama?)
I’m in somethin’ that go real fast, sittin’ outside the cornerstore

My niggas came from dealin’ (ayy)
My uncle said that’s pimpin’
Them folks come and get you, you gon’ tell on the whole gang (gang)
Your bitch ate my dick, I caught her on them bars (Xanax)
[Intro]
A hundred shots, a hundred shots
I’m shoppin’ for diamonds at Tiffany’s (Tiffany’s)
Started getting about ten a week (yeah)
How the fuck you miss a whole hundred shots?
How the fuck you miss a whole hundred shots?
Even them fuck niggas that wish I could be stopped (hey, hey)
If it ain’t one thing, it’s a motherfuckin’ ‘nother (goddamn)
And we put extensions in all of the Glocks (haha)
She just play her part when it’s time to smuggle (ayy, you ready?)
She blew my whistle like a referee (wet)
Came out with six bitches (wet)
Street niggas in a tuxedo, we the mob (yeah)
Fuck nigga get out your feelings (ayy)
She looked at my watch too long, now she see stars (blow, blow)
Broke black nigga, remember me? (Hey)

[Chorus]
They don’t want you to live, they don’t want you to ball
They stopped me in the airport, had too many benjis on me (Franklins)
Hey, bring me some Backwoods up outta there, homie and a cup of ice

My bitch say I’m stuck in my ways (yeah)
Yeah, I really came from shit (yeah)
I told you fuck nigga stay out my way, but you didn’t listen (stupid ass niggas, yeah)
How the fuck you miss a whole hundred shots?
But I won’t change for shit (nah)
Self made millionaire, oh what a feelin’ (yeah, yeah)
Foreigns all in the garage
We trapped together than that’s my motherfuckin’ brother (that’s my dog)
A hundred shots, a hundred shots
A hundred shots, a hundred shots
Big rocks, in my watch (hey, hey, in my watch)
Yeah, nigga, I rather you than me (yeah)
Everybody screamin’ gang gang gang (gang)
Yeah, it’s Dolph
Young nigga stay focused (yeah)
My pinky ring extra large (yeah)
But I really want to crash (damn)
No, I don’t got no sympathy (nah)
Then think about your past (alright)
Finger on the trigger when I sleep (yup)
Until I found out that recipe (yeah, woo)

I pull up, pick up that bag, and burn rubber (skrrt)
It’s 3 PM, 80 degrees outside
(It’s Dolph) Guess who just walked in the buildin’?
Them pussies smile in your face, yeah, then they pray for you to fall, hey
Backseat, smokin’ good weed (gelato)

You not welcome at my trap if you don’t shop (ayy, get out, bro)

[Verse 2]
‘Bout to go get some money or go spend some money (yeah)
Yeah, it’s Dolph
I got a sweet tooth but I stay away from suckers (for real though)
I got so high last night I did a show on Mars (woo)
My wrist say I been getting paid (yeah)
[Verse 1]
She said can she fuck me with my diamond chains?
Nobu in Malibu was my last supper (we eatin’ good)
I fucked her in rush hour traffic, Chris Tucker (haha, yeah)