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babytron - 100 bars lyrics
[part i]
[intro]
b_tch, yeah, let me count for y’all
[verse]
one of one, it ain’t no duplication of my dna
two hoes, one a scammer, other one a cna
three, two, one, sh_t, i’m finna give a psa
four bullets holes into your cape, i catch you bein’ brave
five seconds left up on the clock, i’m hittin’ buzzer beaters
six bars for twenty_k, i just knocked out another feature
seven seas how i’m drippin’, i create sauce
tell the opps, i’m last one in the hole just like a 8_ball
9_1_1, call them b_st_rds, firе in the booth
ten out of ten timеs, can tell a liar from the truth
it’s eleven_eleven, you better make a wish
at eleven, i turn thirteen like twelve ain’t exist
catch me hoppin’ out your bushes, it’s friday the 13th (we’ll turn your block to crystal lake)
fourteen grams, use my wrist and turn it to a zip
cuddy just made fifteen in a day, he servin’ in the sticks
sweet sixteen of the wocky, i’ma break the bracket
the glocky hold a seventeen today, i played it standard (i ain’t wanna stick out in public)
if the eighteen_wheeler make it back, just know i’m rubber band man, just like david banner
i was nineteen with a plan, but they ain’t understand
20/20 vision off the shrooms, i’m in wonderland
lil’ brodie steady clutchin’, he a savage, twenty_one
twenty_two, i tote the deuce, deuce, this b_tch a tummy tuck
twenty_three, it gotta be my jersey number, b_tch, i’m g.o.a.t
twenty_four, i ball like kobe, in the clutch, b_tch, it’s the up
twenty_fifth of december, that’s the type of gift that i am
twenty_six different ways to do fraud, must forget that i scam
scrumble touch down with twenty_seven like he eddie george
actin’ like he sellin’ twenty_eights, how much you bet he poor?
on the twenty_ninth, he gettin’ fired because dawg a temp
hustle that’s instilled in me, could score a thirty off the bench
thirty_one, he rollin’ reggie, sippin’ miller lite
opps say they got thirty, i tote thirty_two ’cause it’s on sight
thirty_three, i pour a three then double back, i’m finna fly
thirty_four people in front of you, you gotta sit in line
thirty_five, rollin’ up durantulas, these three fives
why your wrist on thirty_six? you know you lookin’ weak, guy
it’s thirty_seven different reasons i can’t stop hustlin’
up the .38 and hit his top, h_ll nah, we not tustlin’
why you tryna beef with me, like ain’t you thirty_nine?
shooter got .40 with a mop for all you dirty guys
forty_one, i’m fadin’ off the drugs, i’m finna do the dirt
my audemar a forty_two, like all i had to do was work
forty_three days without drank, the monkey grabbin’ on my shirt
forty_four outside, but b_tch, i’m sweatin’, active off a perc’
forty_five plus fifty_five, that’s me, like add me up, you nerd
paid habibi forty_six, don’t even ask me why he purged
they think i play with trick dice, i rolled like forty sevens
first forty_eight, you a snitch
forty_nine times out of fifty, i think you would switch
fifty rackies if you never seen that lil’ boy, you a shrimp
[part ii]
[verse]
fifty_one lines in, forty_nine to go (haha, had to switch the beat on ’em)
it’s fifty_two cards in the deck, i played the ones they gave me
fifty_three, i’m banging fifth thirds, i played the bank so crazy
fifty_four nights on the road
this the fifty_fifth day, still goin’ strong
fourth and fifty_six, f_ck it, gang, i’m goin’ long
fifty_seven, five_seven f&n, i’m totin’ pole
fifty_eight jacks stacked double like a totem pole
fifty_nine, if he a jack ham, them steelers on his dome (look him up)
it’s sixty seconds in a minute, do you use your time wisely? (do you?)
unky said the first time that he trapped was ’61
sixty_two hundred on my fit, you down to sixty slugs
sixty_three, doubled up the lead, it’s like six to three (they ain’t finna score again, it’s over)
boy, this life sh_t not a game, this not nintendo 64
knock sixty_five times before they let us in the door
if it wasn’t for the rap, i’d be on route 66
or probably have like sixty_seven credit cards in the whip
akhi put a sixty_eight into his dash, he in the ditch (boom)
if they get him in that room, he gon’ sixty_nine
cruise control, i got it set at seventy, ain’t finna drive
doggy whip a 1971, he movin’ ill_advised
seventy_two, i think ’bout seven two and i look in the sky
today’s forecast’s seventy_three, it’s lookin’ beautiful
i don’t gang bang, but know some seven_fours and i can merch on that
i_75 to eight mile, just the usual
you would’ve thought the spot was seventy_six ’cause all we serve is gas
cuban hit for seventy_seven, luka trončić on the mavs (mark cuban, you get it?)
remember ridin’ in that shooter, only goin’ seventy_eight with both feet on the gas
i don’t get it, could be seventy_nine, still won’t be on my ass
eighty on me, four pockets full, a dub in each one
bro drop a eighty_one like mamba, please don’t be dumb
eighty_two games in the season, i won’t miss nada
chain know like eighty_three dance moves, this b_tch sada
drankheads, we done poured eighty fours, impala (skrrt, skrrt)
eighty_five, bet i catch the bag like ocho cinco (i might as well change my first name to “chad”)
we’ll nuke yo’ block like chern0byl in ’86
you rollin’ up some eighty_seven, i can’t take a hit
drop a eight, then drop a eight, it’s purple when i take a p_ss
dudie only got eighty_nine likes, why he take that pic? (corny)
i’m on a ninety day grind, sh_t, god can be the judge
walked in, only threw like ninety ones? you need to leave the club
’92 jordan, catch me scorin’ in the clutch
ninety_three in my truck, plus, it’s in my blunt
94, hot as h_ll, i’m dodgin’ state troopers
if they pull up with a hundred, ninety_five some fake shooters
’96 bulls how we ball, b_tch
ninety_seven percent that we tackle ’em, i call, “blitz”
pieces ninety_eight cents each, but these b_tches bussin’
ninety_nine my overall, that ain’t sh_t to go get a bucket
only right we end it here, gon’ always keep this sh_t a hundred
[outro]
sh_ttyboyz, dogsh_t militia
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