100 ROUNDS - Dro Kenji

Woah oh, oh, uh

She is not around (No)

No, she is not around

Hahaha, Nick, you’re stupid

I’m sick of running through these thots, I got a wife, but she is not around

I’m gon' come through with this chopper and this shit hold like a hundred rounds

If we pop another Perc' then me and her might go a hundred rounds

I go crazy off these jiggas, out in Europe countin' hella pounds (Oh)

Uh, I got guns, what you sayin'?

Uh, I told my slime he gon' spray him

Uh, treat him like the 'wood, we gon' bake him

Glocks out, MACs up, we gon' broad day him

We gon' broad day him, we gon' cold case him

Put him on a t-shirt, we gon' put his face there

That boy like to talk a lot, but really wouldn’t say nothin'

If it’s 'bout some money, I’ma pull up with my gang, yeah

Oh, and I’ve been feeling alone

Up in this Porsche without my brothers, keep my hand on my chrome

This stick on me and I won’t aim at not a thing but your dome

I’m smoking super loud, I get high like I’m Cheech and Chong (Oh)

And my neck look like a waterfall, it’s so icy, oh, oh

And she won’t be my wifey, no

But she see me with no thotty, oh

I’m sick of running through these thots, I got a wife, but she is not around

I’m gon' come through with this chopper and this shit hold like a hundred rounds

If we pop another Perc' then me and her might go a hundred rounds

I go crazy off these jiggas, out in Europe countin' hella pounds (Oh)

I’m sick of running through these thots, I got a wife, but she is not around

I’m gon' come through with this chopper and this shit hold like a hundred rounds

If we pop another Perc' then me and her might go a hundred rounds

I go crazy off these jiggas, out in Europe countin' hella pounds (Oh)

I got a ho and she sucking on dick and she going so crazy like, «Damn, wow»

MAC with a dick, extended clip, suppressor not making a damn sound

Glock with a laser, shock like a taser

Sippin' lean, no chaser, I’m higher than a spaceship

I fuck with a country bitch and she love doing dip

Asked the bitch if she could swim 'cause all this water on my wrist (Oh God)

I’m getting faded with your bitch and we been sipping on this Cristal

And all these diamonds on my wrist, might fuck around and freeze my wrist, oh

A lot of missed calls

I’m too high so I can’t see you, but baby, don’t get pissed off

Smoking Cali gas, fuck around and lift-off

Oh, fuck around and lift-off

I’m sick of running through these thots, I got a wife, but she is not around

I’m gon' come through with this chopper and this shit hold like a hundred rounds

If we pop another Perc' then me and her might go a hundred rounds

I go crazy off these jiggas, out in Europe countin' hella pounds (Oh)

I’m sick of running through these thots, I got a wife, but she is not around

I’m gon' come through with this chopper and this shit hold like a hundred rounds

If we pop another Perc' then me and her might go a hundred rounds

I go crazy off these jiggas, out in Europe countin' hella pounds (Oh)

We gon' broad day him

With a hundred rounds

Oh-oh-oh