[Intro: Inky & Coogiilo]

Say

Ya

Tell that label to keep that lil 100

Trappin’ choose me, I wasn’t

We already making 100’s

Fuck you talking bout

Island Bay

Lg grim

Yeah

Brick

[Chorus: Inky]

Trapping choose me

I wasn’t in to that

How you gangsta but you running to Internet

I beat the block told my young niggas finish that

Draco hold 50, AR a 100

You 10 deep spin the block with a 100

Tell the label they can keep their lil 100

I been running it up with my mf brothers

If I say choppa that bitch hold a 100

You can’t stand next to me boy you a runner

All my niggas they carry a gun

Run up on who boy I’m upping my gun

I don’t cap in my raps I ain’t going for non

Ever since I was young I was playing with guns

I was born in Jamaica, I was raised in the slums

Now I’m designer down, counting 100s for fun

Run up on who I stay with my gun

[Verse 1: Inky]

I know real killers from SM

Big backwoods don’t smoke blend

I was young when I made my first 10

All my niggas on the block tryna get it

Kilo pulled up told me let’s get it

Been had thе oozi and that bitch semi

Don’t give me no dap fuck nigga I ain’t friеndly

I’m from where they from so you know you going get it

AR hold 100 and it double titties

These niggas be acting they ain’t really with it

These niggas be clout chasing like some bitches

I grind on the low and mind my fucking business

I’m never on internet when it’s beef

These niggas be different when they in the streets

They ain’t doing half the shit

That they tweet

Shoutout Coogi frontline

When its beef

[Chorus: Inky]

Trapping choose me

I wasn’t in to that

How you gangsta but you running to Internet

I beat the block told my young niggas finish that

Draco hold 50, AR a 100

You 10 deep spin the block with a 100

Tell the label they can keep their lil 100

I been running it up with my mf brothers

If I say choppa that bitch hold a 100

You can’t stand next to me boy you a runner

All my niggas they carry a gun

Run up on who boy I’m upping my gun

I don’t cap in my raps I ain’t going for non

Ever since I was young I was playing with guns

I was born in Jamaica, I was raised in the slums

Now I’m designer down, counting 100s for fun

Run up on who I stay with my gun

[Verse 2: Coogiilo]

He can’t even talk he ain’t one of us

Niggas really mad a nigga going up

I be in da Kia one deep with the blick riding round down town playing double up

I just went up like a airplane

These 2 tone Cartier frames

Young nigga straight up outta saint james

Kinda Never had Shit trynna Maintain

Nah I ain’t even rich but I got a brick on my wrist

Could blow a bag on yo bitch

She matching my drip

Hop out with that with that thing on my hip

Keep a pole with the most in the dick

That hoe a trip

I can’t even fly that hoe out if she thinking bout being a bitch

Ink keep a stick

That boy is not one of them he gon rob you 4 most of your shit Bitch

[Chorus: Inky]

Trapping choose me

I wasn’t in to that

How you gangsta but you running to Internet

I beat the block told my young niggas finish that

Draco hold 50, AR a 100

You 10 deep spin the block with a 100

Tell the label they can keep their lil 100

I been running it up with my mf brothers

If I say choppa that bitch hold a 100

You can’t stand next to me boy you a runner

All my niggas they carry a gun

Run up on who boy I’m upping my gun

I don’t cap in my raps I ain’t going for non

Ever since I was young I was playing with guns

I was born in Jamaica, I was raised in the slums

Now I’m designer down, counting 100s for fun

Run up on who I stay with my gun

[Outro: Inky]

These niggas be different when they in the streets

They ain’t doing half the shit

That they tweet

Shoutout Coogi frontline

When it's beef