[Intro]
Aw shit
(Yo Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?)

[Chorus: ymk]
100 shots, at your brain
Disappear, like David Blaine
Going stupid on the track
You know that I go insane
In the whip with 50k
Came off wearing fake diamonds
Now I'm rocking gold chains
And I rock them everyday

[Verse: ymk]
4Gs on the whip, pulling up just like Roddy
Bulletproof vest, you ain't catching no bodies
From Chicago to Houston, I feel like I'm Scottie
Pulling up with the sticks, like I'm playing on hockey
I'm on top, fuck the rest
I've been cashing all these cheques
The bitch she gone, I don't care, just want this bitch I have to text
Try to stop me, you can't stop this
I've been chilling, making profit
In the crib you get kicked, staying, I'm still getting rich
[Verse 2: Julius Sacred]
(Sacred on the track)
Aye, too much money to be fucking with these hoes
Even on my fucking highs, I just keep it on the low
Man, I just got a stack, and I spent it on some clothes
Man, I just got a stack and I'ma spend it with my bros, man
I'm here with Young Money Kid, we got like 100 hits
Made an album in a day, I got my lungs on the fritz
Made my verse in 20 minutes, going dumb on this shit
I'm going dumb on this shit, man
I don't even need to write, do this shit all off the top
Don't even need to write, I'm just like Wayne, keep going on and on
Sizzred 'bout to drop a nuke, drop a whole atomic bomb
Getting cheese all in this bitch, I sprinkle shit like parmesean
Aye, my garage be looking like an auto show
I know my shit be going crazy, hating, I want all the smoke
Fuck about an opp, they pulling up, I put 'em on the stove
Support got me more hype than fucking T-Pain singing on a boat

[Chorus: ymk]
100 shots, at your brain
Disappear, like David Blaine
Going stupid on the track
You know that I go insane
In the whip with 50k
Came off wearing fake diamonds
Now I'm rocking gold chains
And I rock them everyday
[Outro: Julius Sacred]
It's too crazy bro, it's too crazy