( Nina lee kisses on the track )


VERSE 1

Fuck whoever thinks I'm dumb
Blonde bimbos have more fun
Talk shit think your sick
I'll shut you down pretty quick

Apparently I'm poor that shook me to the core ( what? )
One push of a finger you'll fall to the floor
Hundreds in la at my age
No time to play watch me make it
Then Gucci be paid living like ye
No stalker jobs today

Walking down la Brea
OVO today
Sorry Kanye Drakes daddy any day
Shop no limit here you shook sense the fear ( fear )
Oh shits that's a tear ( tear )
Boy you better disappear

Nina Lee Kisses on the track
Got some enemies better watch my back
You think that shit is whack ( whack )
Issa fucking snack ( snack )
Just like Kodak Black ( black )

Claiming that you rich boy you ain't even shit boy
Line longer than your hoes bitch only lord knows


CHORUS

100s in la ( what )
Triple that next day ( yeah )
What you got to say
Bitch I don't play
I said 100s in la
Triple that next day
What you got to say
Bitch I don't play



VERSE 2

When I walk up to your face shit that's a case
Fbi in a chase words like my base lyrics rock to space
Get a fucking taste I'm the shit you a disgrace

Walking into knifepoint
Bitch it's a hip joint
Juice flowing
Rhymes going
He not knowing
Ass be towing
Overflowing
Flavours blowing
He be hoeing
Always lowing
Undergoing
You still be owing


CHORUS X3


100s in la ( what )
Triple that next day ( yeah )
What you got to say
Bitch I don't play
I said 100s in la
Triple that next day
What you got to say
Bitch I don't play