[Intro]
N***a, don't look at that back
Now she got a hundred (Hundred)
N***a, don't look at that back
Now she got a hundred thoughts

[Chorus]
Boy, look at that back
N***a, don't look at that back
N***a, that bum's a fraud
She sipping on 'yac
Now she wan' talk bare trash
Like, stop all the drunken talk
Stupid yats
So I just fling her the amm'
Now she got a hundred thoughts
Stupid yats
So I just fling her the amm'
Now she got a hundred thoughts, ayy

[Verse 1]
Walk, n***a, my block ain't a cut tru'
N***a cut tru', get got
He's talking a lot
You don't want the suttin' to cut you 'cause if I cut you that's long
Watch where you walk
N***a, my block ain't a cut tru'
N***a cut tru', get got
He's talking a lot
You don't want the suttin' to cut you 'cause if I cut you that's long
Sitting in my room
Two bad ones came tru'
N***a, that's a one v. two
The mandem rude
Wan' be me, ten goons
That's everyone v. you
[Chorus]
Boy, look at that back
N***a, don't look at that back
N***a, that bum's a fraud
She sipping on 'yac
Now she wan' talk bare trash
Like, stop all the drunken talk
Stupid yats
So I just fling her the amm'
Now she got a hundred thoughts
Stupid yats
So I just fling her the amm'
Now she got a hundred thoughts, ayy

[Verse 2]
I'd be lying if I said I that I loved these streets
I'll be in the gaff just baking
Tell my bros come bring some flavours
Now we doing up Come Dine with Me
I can never bring the gang to a show
Imagine if I brought them on tour
Like, B, ain't you heard before?
I smoke herb, I'm a herbivore
Like a minute ago, she was dressed up
Blinked, now she in her drawers
[Chorus]
Boy, look at that back
N***a, don't look at that back
N***a, that bum's a fraud
She sipping on 'yac
Now she wan' talk bare trash
Like, stop all the drunken talk
Stupid yats
So I just fling her the amm'
Now she got a hundred thoughts
Stupid yats
So I just fling her the amm'
Now she got a hundred thoughts, ayy
Back, n***a, don't look at that back
N***a, that bum's a fraud
She sipping on 'yac
Now she wan' talk bare trash
Like, stop all the drunken talk
Stupid yats
So I just fling her the amm'
Now she got a hundred thoughts
Stupid yats
So I just fling her the amm'
Now she got a hundred thoughts, ayy