[Intro]
2100
She asked me what kind of cologne I'm wearing, I told her 2100
2100
I don’t know how to pronounce that shit, I didn't know it was 2100

[Verse]
I ain't never liked rats growing up so I ain’t go to Chuck E. Cheese
She asked me why all the noise in the background, I told her I'm at Eddie V's
All blues, hemp bundles, gold strip, that's a hundred gee's
Your name in a n***a paperwork, please stay the fuck away from me
She asked me what the five grand was for, I told her lashes
My brother told me it's easy to spot a killer cause they always laughing
How thе fuck you n***as standing on business, you ain't got no business
How the fuck you n***as hollеrin' "trenches", you ain’t from the trenches
You want me to pay your rent, bitch, or you want me to buy the building?
You want that last Cuban, or you want these vaulted ceilings?
The bitch don’t care if she fucked to get some money then that's a ho
And if you ask me to hangout and you don’t take care your kids, then that's a no
Got stars in this ceiling, baby, this a half a ticket
And if yo motion don't match my motion, bitch, then I ain't trying to kick it
You could come eat with us, bitch, cause we ain’t hurtin' for no money
And all of us got sticks on us cause we ain't doing no punchin'
Gotta stack that paper up cause I ain't going like Diddy
And we might fall out but don't link with opps, cause I ain't doing no switching

[Chorus]
She asked me what kind of cologne I'm wearing, I told her 2100
I don't know how to pronounce that shit, I didn't know it was 2100
2100
She asked me what kind of cologne I'm wearing, I told her 2100
2100
I don't know how to pronounce that shit, I didn't know it was 2100