100 or Better Stunna 4 Vegas (Ft. NLE Choppa)

[Intro: Stunna 4 Vegas]
4X, 4X
4 Way, you get this shit the Glo way
Grrt, bah, bah, bah, bah, brrt
Bitch, free Glo (I got 20 on my beat)

[Chorus: Stunna 4 Vegas]
Yeah, we ride with a hundred or better (A hundred)
I'm fuckin’ that ho when I met her, uh (Thot)
Slime send that pack out like a letter
Bullets rain on your block, go get an umbrella (Brrt)
He say he gon' rob me, never (Nope)
Me and the glizzy stick together (Gang)
You and your niggas get hit wherever (Come here)
Think I'm cappin’, lil' nigga, just send a tester (Get him out of here)

[Verse 1: Stunna 4 Vegas]
What's up with that woofin' on Instagram? (Woof)
My lil' niggas spin nonstop like a ceiling fan (Gang)
Rap about it, that ain't how you living, fam (You not)
These niggas piss poor, they just need a helping hand (Hah)
Big 4X, too slime, fuck around and go hit a fan
I hit her like I just came home from the can
We ride with them drums, marching band
Know we clean up your block like the garbage man
These niggas hate 'cause I'm up now (Huh?)
What the fuck? (Fuck) I just started, man (Uh)
We sparkin’ fire on the first nigga play with this shit (You)
Better not get us started, man (Pussy)
He say we dumb, we retarded, man
We ride around with Dracos and carbons, man (Retarded)
Glocks with thirties that got hollows in
Them young niggas walk around like army men (Uh, uh)
20 on the beat, I put twenty racks on you and your whole crew (Bitch)
I was gon’ blow, I told you
Nigga think my niggas ain't on go, let me show you
Hah, that lil’ nigga lyin' on Pro Tools (Cap)
I collect cash, tollbooth (Racks)
You the type nigga tell 12 the whole truth
Play, I cook a nigga like soul food