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YG]
100 bottles in the club for no
Niggas start trippin' boom bow, fiendin'
100 bottles in the for no reason
Niggas start trippin' bow, dope fiendin'
100 bottles in the club for no
100 in the club, 100 bottles in the club for no reason
Niggas trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin'

[Verse 1:
I'm in that (?) smokin' a Marley
(?) so loud soundin' a Harley
(?) in my hand but it a phony
Nobody get shot then it a party
on my feet, Versace on my belt
I'm at the road dealer, I need help
And the shit that I'm packin' the seat melt
(?) ridin' shotgun on the
My doors up backwards, no way
No use talkin' like you fuck with Jose
(?) got some bad bitches fuckin' my Fungsway
So much rose gold, got on it
Half a dollar car for no reason
And we keep the clubs like the Four Seasons

YG]

[Verse 2: Hu$$le]
I'mma ball on you niggas, I'm takin' all of they
Now see they can't be us, try to fly with us nigga
No facade my nigga, I'm zero tolerance
Over two things, my folks and nigga
Niggas gotta be kiddin', don't challenge me nigga
Got a fucked up ass temper, I'd kill 'em
And I ain't the one to start it but I'd prolly
If I don't send him to the then it's probably the dentist
Look ya'll niggas should listen
All I'm is real shit, I should start a religion
Ya'll like ya'll all on your feelin's
When you see us in the club, all these bottles and
Fuck it, I got money for the case, I got for the ace
I got money for an eighth, I got in the safe
'Bout to it out and drop money on the (?)

YG]

3: RJ]
They me R motherfucker
If you with your broad you should her
I saw my momma I'mma need feet
Cause these bitches want pictures, want somethin' free
got a lil raw in my draws lowkey
Slow poke, Joe Clark, nigga on me
Crushin' only codeine, I be flirtin' with the
100 bottles, even see the table
Dope fiend, a nigga out the label
Put you on the set or I can put you on the
Hanging off the roof like what's up with that
me and niggas (?), you in love with that bitch
Niggas die for a lick, till we equal
I made it out the sand but it's (?) Pedro
I'm (?)