ynw melly - 100k lyrics
[intro]
young n-gga world!
yeah
[chorus]
i’ma keep that sh-t 100k
runnin’ up the racks, couldn’t fit inside the safe
quarter million dollars on the mother f-ckin’ wraith
quarter million dollars on the mother f-ckin’ a
i’ma keep that sh-t 100k
pull up on my brother we gon’ spray
n-gga try to take my chain out the day
gotta pull up on his -ss with the sk
bang, bang, bang, bang, ooh
bang, bang, bang, bang, ooh
[?] f-ckin’ again
lord please forgive me for all of this sinning
[verse 1]
i would not ever change on you lil’ baby
i promise i love you, and never would put no one body above you
but you ever try me and i gotta f-ck you and big fn and no pistol
ugh, i might just f-ck on your sister
ugh, we put the glock to your mister and mistress lil’ b-tch don’t you play with my make up, we k!llin’
b-tch sh-t, n-gga, diarrhea
i don’t want the b-tch if she got gonorrhea
pull up on a n-gga, onomatopoeia
i’m in new york but these n-ggas still my son
shawty wanna f-ck she want a p-ss for fun
[chorus]
i’ma keep that sh-t 100k
runnin’ up the racks, couldn’t fit inside the safe
quarter million dollars on the mother f-ckin’ wraith
quarter million dollars on the mother f-ckin’ a
i’ma keep that sh-t 100k
pull up on my brother we gon’ spray
n-gga try to take my chain out the day
gotta pull up on his -ss with the sk
bang, bang, bang, bang, ooh
bang, bang, bang, bang, ooh
[?] f-ckin’ again
lord please forgive me for all of this sinning
[verse 2]
i-, i could feel it through the wire when you talk to me baby
i wanna put you in a mother f-ckin’ phantom or mercedes
bip, bip, pull up with a f-ckin’ tec
n-gga wanna know because we gettin’ to the check
how she wanna f-ck but she can’t even give me neck?
i might just pull up on them with the set, uh
kick that f-ck n-gga from the beehive
hit him with the glock, go to beehive
and if a n-gga ever try to rob me, call the crips and they bummin’ from the c-hive
[chorus]
i’ma keep that sh-t 100k
runnin’ up the racks, couldn’t fit inside the safe
quarter million dollars on the mother f-ckin’ wraith
quarter million dollars on the mother f-ckin’ a
i’ma keep that sh-t 100k
pull up on my brother we gon’ spray
n-gga try to take my chain out the day
gotta pull up on his -ss with the sk
bang, bang, bang, bang, ooh
bang, bang, bang, bang, ooh
[?] f-ckin’ again
lord please forgive me for all of this sinning
[outro]
[?]
young n-gga world
[?]
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