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lil eazzyy - hunnid or better lyrics

[intro]
(iceberg want a bag b+tch)

[chorus: lil eazzyy]
ridin’ with a hundred or better (hundred or better)
you know that we clutchin’ wherever (yeah)
choppa gon’ pull a folk up on a stretcher
bullets up in the mac be hard to measure (uh)
hollows’ll cut him up and leave him severed (severed)
my lil’ bro crazy, he do it for pleasure
this money (this money), we put n+ggas right together (right together)
totin’ them pipes together like the fletchers (let’s go)
ridin’ with a hundred or better (hundred or better)
you know that we clutchin’ wherever (wherever)
choppa gon’ pull a folk up on a stretcher (on a stretcher)
bullets up in the mac be hard to measure
hollows’ll cut him up and leave him severed (severed)
my lil’ bro crazy, he do it for pleasure
this money (this money), we put n+ggas right together (let’s go)
totin’ them pipes together like the fletchers

[verse 1: lil eazzyy]
cannot cope with the kid (a kid)
n+ggas be talkin’ but can’t take the sh+t that’s gon’ sit on my wrist (wrist)
i want that boy out the way then i cop me a b+tch, ’cause n+ggas, they think what they did (yeah)
we only ridin’ with tints
he ridin’ upstate, then we bl!ckin’ his whip (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
and my b+tch go and give him a swirl (yeah)
’cause they ain’t extenders, you better not trip, b+tch (you better not trip)
you b+tches start droppin’, we takin’ a trip
yeah, all my n+ggas chased the brick (no cap)
b+tch, go get my load, i’ma call you a lyft (huh)
yeah, i’m tryna send me a fifth (no cap, let’s go)
while i finish the rest of this set
b+tch, get out my face, no, i don’t do no pics (grrah, grrah, grrah)
only the valet be parkin’ my whips (my whips)
where was these n+ggas before i got rich? ayy (before i got rich)
sh+t different (sh+t different), i got a bag and i flipped it (i flipped it)
you n+ggas be stressin’ for digits
now i stack my chips, and they taller than midgets
the car that i ride, it’s not rented (that’s facts)
so that’s why i ride with extensions (uh+huh)
n+ggas be ridin’ off pension (off pension)
to be honest these n+ggas is finished (these n+ggas is finished)
[chorus: lil eazzyy]
ridin’ with a hundred or better (hundred or better)
you know that we clutchin’ wherever (wherever)
choppa gon’ pull a folk up on a stretcher (on a stretcher)
bullets up in the mac be hard to measure
hollows’ll cut him up and leave him severed (severed)
my lil’ bro crazy, he do it for pleasure
this money (this money), we put n+ggas right together
totin’ them pipes together like the fletchers
ridin’ with a hundred or better (hundred or better)
you know that we clutchin’ wherever (yeah)
choppa gon’ pull a folk up on a stretcher (on a stretcher)
bullets up in the mac be hard to measure (yeah)
hollows’ll cut him up and leave him severed (severed)
my lil’ bro crazy, he do it for pleasure
this money (money), we put n+ggas right together
totin’ them pipes together like the fletchers

[verse 2: bizzy banks]
lil eazzyy, you know its easy for me, uh (facts)
she on my d+ck when she met me in person, she said it’s the vv’s for me, uh (look)
you talkin’ money, and i’m gettin’ money, so it’s just the sleazy for me, uh
when we first met, we ain’t have a hundred, but it was like thirty at least, uh (grrah)
yeah, from the start to the racks (racks)
b+tch, you don’t know how to act (at all)
still in the hood, b+tch, i’m still movin’ tax (b+tch)
no, i don’t cap in my raps
they think they tough ’cause they movin’ a pack (what?)
til’ they get turned to a pack (bah)
i’m in a hoodie and i still hold a strap
n+ggas know all that’s facts
n+ggas be talkin’, they know where i’m at
n+ggas know what i jack
that boy a snake, and that boy is a rat (uh)
if he p+ssy, a cat
if you talk crazy you not supposed to lack (at all)
n+ggas run like its track
i see a opp, i just might get him smacked (bah)
all they hear is a clap (bah, bah, bah)
[chorus: lil eazzyy]
ridin’ with a hundred or better (hundred or better)
you know that we clutchin’ wherever (wherever)
choppa gon’ pull a folk up on a stretcher (on a stretcher)
bullets up in the mac be hard to measure
hollows’ll cut him up and leave him severed (severed)
my lil’ bro crazy, he do it for pleasure
this money (this money), we put n+ggas right together
totin’ them pipes together like the fletchers
ridin’ with a hundred or better (hundred or better)
you know that we clutchin’ wherever (yeah)
choppa gon’ pull a folk up on a stretcher (on a stretcher)
bullets up in the mac be hard to measure (yeah)
hollows’ll cut him up and leave him severed (severed)
my lil’ bro crazy, he do it for pleasure
this money (money), we put n+ggas right together
totin’ them pipes together like the fletchers

[outro: lil eazzyy]
(totin’ them pipes together like the fletchers)
(he was tweakin’, leave him severed)
(hm, bullets be hard to measure)

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