[Intro]
100s...
Let's do it

[Verse]
N***a, it's the bowtie killer, Leather Jacket; Mike Jack’ Thriller
Licensed dick dealer, Miller; cap peeler
Blowin’ hundreds in the presence of n***as that rap; killer
Late night hunts for cunts, hoes and dick feelers

N***a, it's the 1-double-O, what this shit do? (« 100s »)
You don't know a n***a name, but ya bitch do
And she ain't even ‘forty-two’ when I slid through
Now the bitch's a line up on the page I done flipped through

N***a, I'm raw like the night you fucked up
What you left up in that bitch that she should've sucked up
Bad hipster hoes shoppin’ at the thrift stores
Skinny n***a, permed up, ashin’ out the window

One laced up, n***as asked me how I learned that
Fuck ‘em from the back, and when I'm cummin’, tell her "Turn back"
N***a, I'm a cold mack, get it how you live, huh
But I never slip, they tryna have a n***a’ kid, huh

[Voice over]
Bad hipster hoes shoppin’ at the thrift stores...
Skinny n***a, permed up, ashin’ out the window...
But I never slip, they tryna have a n***a’ kid, huh...
[Outro]
Ethan: "Nice perm, man. Well done, well done on that perm."
Barry: "Aw, thanks bro, it's not a perm, it's natural. Who gets perms anymore?... Don't tell me, is that a perm?"
Ethan: "Yeah."
Heidi: "(*laughs*) Oh my God, you did not perm your hair!"
Barry: "Where do you even get those anymore?"
Heidi: "Yeah, I know! I was like--...."
Ethan: "I was just kidding about-- this isn't a perm."
Barry: "Excuse me?"
Ethan: "That's not—This is not a perm, I was joking."
Heidi: "Oh my God! Thank God! Cause-- (*laughs*)"
Barry: "You got us."
Heidi: "I was li--"
Barry: "You got us both, man."
Heidi: "You know all these, like, fucking jerk offs get perms."
Barry: "That was good."
Heidi: "That was hilarious."