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jay fizzle - blow a hundred lyrics

[intro]
ayy, go put that lil’ sh+t up, n+gga
sh+t ain’t enough
(ayo, slam ’em jay)
broke+ass n+gga
(ooh, who is that?), yeah, yeah (girl, that’s tella)
uh huh, woah, woah
(paper route empire)
let’s go

[chorus]
my pockets on fat, pumpkin, rocks on my chain, punchin’
these shoes on my feet made in london
i’m f+ckin’ this b+tch from a whole ‘nother country (uh)
i do what i wanna, f+ck it, i might just go blow me a hunnid (racks, racks)
yeah, i do what i wanna, f+ck it, i’m ’bout to go blow me a hunnid (racks, racks)
my pocket on fat, pumpkin (woo, pockets on fat), rocks on my chain, punchin’ (rocks in my chain)
these shoes on my feet made in london
i’m f+ckin’ this b+tch from a whole ‘nother country (uh)
i do what i wanna, f+ck it, i might just go blow me a hunnid (racks)
yeah, i do what i wanna, f+ck it, i’m ’bout to go blow me a hunnid (grizzape, baby)

[verse 1]
yeah, i gotta whole lotta money (racks)
hunnid k to me ain’t nothin’ (light sh+t)
i just went spent that lil’ sh+t there on cl+sters
if you add the sh+t around my neck, yeah, that’s double that
all these racks in my pocket, they think i print counterfeit
pockets stay fat ’cause i stay with a bankroll
ride in somethin’ foreign, with a foreign b+tch right on the passenger
lil’ cute face, fat ass, and camel toe
ice on my ear, that’s the size of a cantaloupe
don’t have to pitch, when you see me, she see me, won’t have a ho (uh+huh)
rich n+gga vibe, got a trap out in idaho
so many chains round my neck, need another, bro
geekin’ on addies, lil’ n+gga i’m snowed cold
sellin’ more gas out my trap than a mapco
k!llin’ sh+t, they tryna put me on death row
i done fed more to my dogs than petco (yeah, yeah)
[chorus]
my pockets on fat, pumpkin (woo), rocks on my chain, punchin’
these shoes on my feet made in london
i’m f+ckin’ this b+tch from a whole ‘nother country (uh)
i do what i wanna, f+ck it, i might just go blow me a hunnid (racks, racks)
yeah, i do what i wanna, f+ck it, i’m ’bout to go blow me a hunnid (racks, racks)
my pocket on fat, pumpkin (woo, pockets on fat), rocks on my chain, punchin’ (rocks in my chain)
these shoes on my feet made in london
i’m f+ckin’ this b+tch from a whole ‘nother country (uh)
i do what i wanna, f+ck it, i might just go blow me a hunnid (racks, racks)
yeah, i do what i wanna, f+ck it, i’m ’bout to go blow me a hunnid (blow a hunnid k)

[verse 2]
tell me what’s a hunnid k? (what’s that, n+gga?)
swear to god, i can show a n+gga how to get rich a hunnid ways (hunnid ways)
sh+t ain’t nothin’ to me
i’m stuffin’ paper in my pocket everyday like a folder
rockin’ one, two, three, four chains ’round my shoulder (icy)
yeah, i chased a lotta cheese but i never been a rat (nope)
never heard a n+gga say grizzape fold up (h+ll nah)
pull up big body benz every time i roll up (skrrt)
ho gave me head with her foot of the roll up
i take a trip to cali and load up
ain’t tryna shop if yo’ ass ain’t the grower
pocket on swole, i’m tryna get ’em swoled up
tatted up, eatin’, my stomach done blowed up
i was trappin’ when i was young, still trappin’ when i’m older
all gas, no brakes, my trap never slow good (grizzape, baby)
[chorus]
my pockets on fat, pumpkin (pockets on fat, pumpkin), rocks on my chain, punchin’ (rocks in my chain)
these shoes on my feet made in london
i’m f+ckin’ this b+tch from a whole ‘nother country (uh, whole ‘nother country)
i do what i wanna, f+ck it, i might just go blow me a hunnid (racks, racks)
yeah, i do what i wanna, f+ck it, i’m ’bout to go blow me a hunnid (blow a hunnid k)

[outro]
b+tch
count it, count it
what dolph say?
go get the money, n+gga

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