Edit Things - Intellectual

[Intro: High Quality]

Hundred, hundred, hundred

Hundred, hundred, hundred, hundred, hundred (ya)

Hundred things, i can told u more like hundreds things (nah)

Hundred things, baby show me more like hundreds things (ya)

She wanna talk with me, girl make me hundreds things (yah)

They gonna walk like me, I making hundreds things (woo)

[Verse 1: High Quality]:

I go a beast mode cause made lot a cash (cash)

So many rack i don't know where make stash

If life is the road, man be ready to dash

So many demons I chop them like Ash (groovy)

So many drip boy be ready to splash (go)

So many joints, there is no place to ash

So many jewelry expect a flash (yessir)

So many rappers no better than trash

Smoke on my head and smoke in my room

Shorty take molly she thinks that cartoon (ya)

I’m on the studio needed some tune (yeah)

Feet in the moon boot, won't wear it in June (shorty)

My feet in the moon boot, I going too moon (wat)

Look like i am Carti, I be the vamp soon (Cudi)

Money so low, now High broke as full (yah)

But bay you don't know it, just take my tool (yeah)

I am listing the 21 (savage)

Trying be famous and dripping like Obi One

Police on my block already I keep a gun (another one)

Homie kills opp and he say just another one (yeah)

Yeah - another one

Made hundred things, and i can make another one (wat)

Took hundred tools and i can grab another gun

”Greece” in headphones and I sippin another one (hundred)

Hundred things, i can told u more like hundreds things (nah)

Hundred things, baby show me more like hundreds things (ya)

She wanna talk with me, girl make me hundreds things (yah)

They gonna walk like me, I making hundreds things (woo)

[Verse 2: High Quality]:

Hundred rings, man I need more, wanna shiny rings (blink)

Skinny jeans every cutie wearing skinny jeans (skinny)

All eyes on me they wanna see my every sins (every step)

What u mean (wat? wat? wat? wat?)

Walk on my block but this clothes is bulletproof (bulletproof)

Borrowed my money, back on time, cause my birds, know where is your roof (in your roof)

I am ten toes on trap shit, hustle, and you now don’t need it proof (need it)

Don't write songs to become famous, I want hear them on my hood (hundred)