Relly Cole
100 Bandz
[Verse 1]
You don't wanna go to war with my family
We come through a n***a door like what happened
Coolest n***a tried to play me I'm savage
Don't want no beef he come my way Ima handle it
I see you flexin on the gram, Arm & Hammer
With a couple hundred dollars like you stackin
N***a postin money wheelin in a average
Ain't spent a dollar it ain't hard to fuck a bad bitch
Pay me bitch I need a bunch like the Brady's
Juggin, fuck around sell it back to a baby
Got problems then I cock that bitch like McGrady
Time to T up out the gutter
I get the jugg from my brothers
Careful it's snakes undercover
They was the ones sayin love ya
But they actually sayin fuck you
So fuck em' and plug em
N***as talk crap but be duckin
But see when we shoot we don't miss we catch mufuckin buckets
And if we miss bitch you lucky
Pull a few strings call a hit turn your ass to a [?]
Have you ever came up from nothin
You not from The Mud why you bluffin
I'm from the traps you get trapped in the middle and stuck in
Then bag his ass up like luggage
Find somewhere to tuck him
(Ohhhhh)

[Pre-hook]
I gotta get me a bag
I gotta run me a check up
I brought a strap into mass
I ain't got nothin to give
You can get got off a rat
I got so many reasons to live
So I gotta run me some racks

[Hook]
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100 bands, 100 bands

[Verse 2]
Fuck all that sympathy, you not kin to me, ay
Came up off 10 a g, juggin energy
I can't count my enemies, way too many, b
But they can't stop my hustle see my future vividly
I guarantee she remember me
Thanks for the neck I received, let me know when you finna leave
And I'm the shit, don't pretend to be
N***as they wanna be mini me
N***as be mad when they bitches see
LaMud on the rise if you sin for me
We send em back with a B & E
We bear more arms than a centipede
Ima, kick a n***a door, Liu Kang, all black, in and out, Usain
And if there's any altercations up I bat, bat, bat, bitch I'm Bruce Wayne
Could give two fucks if she a dime
I don't even care for no loose change
Try to play me like a damn lame, I could have a bitch for every mood swing, and Nah
I don't give a fuck, promise it ain't shit to set a n***a up
Fuckin with the upper echelon
You can catch a couple fuckin uppercuts
Stick up make a n***a give it up
Facebook make a pussy think he tough
Slide by your granny house, hit it up
Leave your front door dented up

[Pre-hook]
I gotta get me a back
So be careful where you flexin'
I brought a strap into mass
I ain't got nothin' to give
You can get got off a rat
I got so many reasons to live
So I gotta run me some racks

[Hook]
100 bandz, 100 bandz, 100 bandz, 100 bandz
100 bandz, 100 bandz, 100 bandz, 100 bandz
100 bandz, 100 bandz, 100 bandz, 100 bandz
100 bandz, 100 bandz, 100 bandz, 100 bandz
100 bandz, 100 bandz, 100 bandz, 100 bandz
100 bandz, 100 bandz, 100 bandz, 100 bandz
100 bandz, 100 bandz, 100 bandz, 100 bandz
100 bandz, 100 bandz, 100 bandz, 100 bandz