[Intro: YG]
(Mustard on the beat, ho)

[Chorus: YG]
100 bottles in the club for no reason
N***as start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin'
100 bottles in the club for no reason
N***as start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin'
100 bottles in the club for no reason
100 bottles in the club, 100 bottles in the club
100 bottles in the club for no reason
N***as start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin'

[Verse 1: Jeezy]
I’m in that bitch blowed smokin' like a Marley
Jewelry so loud soundin' like a Harley
Bottle in my hand but it ain't a 40
If nobody get shot then it ain't a party
Versace on my feet, Versace on my belt
I'm at the road dealer, I don't need help
And the shit that I'm packin' make the seat melt
Chopper ridin' shotgun on the seatbelt
My doors open up backwards, no way
No use talkin' like you still fuck with Jose
Hella Avion, Perrier-Jouët
Got some bad bitches fuckin' with my Fungsway
So much rose gold, got thorns on it
Got em' staring at my chain like there's porn on it
Half a million dollar car for no reason
And we keep the clubs full like the Four Seasons
[Chorus: YG]
100 bottles in the club for no reason
N***as start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin'
100 bottles in the club for no reason
N***as start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin'
100 bottles in the club for no reason
100 bottles in the club, 100 bottles in the club
100 bottles in the club for no reason
N***as start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin'

[Verse 2: Nipsey Hussle]
I'mma ball on you n***as, I'm takin' all of they bitches
Now they see they can't be us, try to fly with us n***a
No facade my n***a, I'm zero tolerance n***a
Over two things, my folks and my economy n***a
N***as gotta be kiddin', don't ever challenge me n***a
Got a fucked up ass temper, I'd prolly kill 'em
And I ain't the one to start it but I'd prolly finish
If I don't send him to the grave then it's probably the dentist
Look, ya'll n***as should prolly listen
All I'm speakin' is real shit, I should start a religion
Ya'll lookin' like ya'll all on your feelin's
When you see us in the club, all these bottles and bitches
Fuck it, I got money for the case
I got money for the ace, I got money for an eighth
I got money in the safe
'Bout to pull it out and drop money on a Wraith
[Chorus: YG]
100 bottles in the club for no reason
N***as start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin'
100 bottles in the club for no reason
N***as start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin'
100 bottles in the club for no reason
100 bottles in the club, 100 bottles in the club
100 bottles in the club for no reason
N***as start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin'

[Verse 3: RJmrLA]
They call me R motherfucker
If you with your broad you should cuff her, shit
That's on my momma I'mma need three feet
Cause these bitches want pictures, n***as want somethin' free
Still got a lil raw in my draws lowkey
Slow poke, Joe Clark, n***a lean on me
Crushin' only codeine, I be flirtin' with the fuego
100 bottles, can't even see the table
Dope fiend, a n***a screamin' out the label
Put you on the set or I can put you on the payroll
Hanging off the roof like what's up with that bitch
Suckin' me and n***a's coupes, you in love with that bitch
N***as die for a lick, shots till we equal
I made it out the sand but it's still San Pedro
[Chorus: YG]
100 bottles in the club for no reason
N***as start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin'
100 bottles in the club for no reason
N***as start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin'
100 bottles in the club for no reason
100 bottles in the club, 100 bottles in the club
100 bottles in the club for no reason
N***as start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin'