100 M.T.G. (Ft. Tory Lanez)

[Chorus: Tory Lanez]
I can't sleep on you
I apologize, but I got my eyes on you
I got a shot, ain't got a lot on you
So come here, yeah, you know I'm coming
Long as you keep shit 100
Keep shit 100
She keep it 100

[Verse 1: M.T.G.]
Lil' mama got a swag to her
But I'ma make her walk wit' a limp (Wit' a limp)
It ain't nothing to a real nigga, baby
Fuck that lil' nigga, shawty we can go and take a trip
A real nigga, for real nigga, now check it
All I know is for real niggas, no flexin'
They call me M.T.G
I might've started from the bottom, now I'm the MVP
Easy up, add a pinkie to your peace sign
Lil' mama wit' it, shawty ask me how the G's ride (G's ride)
And she a pro in the game
I met her out in the shack but she was raised out in Queens
A lot of thoughts get slept on
Ain't no doubt about it, lil' mama got her head on
I got a thing for them redbones
But them caroling's what I live for