[Intro]
(Helluva made this beat, baby)

[Verse 1: 42 Dugg]
I got a hundred on this bitch, I don't miss often, for real
Back to back 'Cats, I don't miss walkin'
Come get your bitch off me, I'm known for shit talkin'
I'm known for script bustin'
Ain't no iffy, yeah, that bitch fuckin'
Get money, ayy, that's all I ever knew
You got a dollar on that bitch, you better shoot
(You got a dollar on that bitch, you better shoot)

[Verse 2: Peezy]
Ayy
Thousand grams in the pot, thousand beans down the way
Thousand-gram Cuban on my neck, 'Dweller, fuck a Patek
And your bitch, she gon' fuck for a check
When you say it, say my name with some fuckin' respect
All these losses I done took, I appreciate the wins
When your car cost two hundred, you appreciate the Benz
Had a threesome with my bitch, I appreciate her friends
Cooper Street to my hood, we gon' keep it in the fam, nigga
Gettin' chicken, I ain't never been a ham, nigga
Got it out the mud, I ain't never did a scam, nigga
R.I.P. to all the fallen soldiers, free the fam, nigga
Shut the fuck up if you ain't got a hundred bands, nigga
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