[Hook (2x)]

100 on the dank, mo and the drank

Bounce, rock, skate we can do this all day

‘Cause even if I have 5 mil in the bank

I’ma still put a 5 dolla bill in the tank

[Verse 1: Mibbs]

I know there’s a liquor store run somewhere in the mix

Roll the windows down some get some air in this bitch

I’m tryna bring the crip walk back with this new shit

Been a while since I wore the all navy blue fit

Like done produced it, Be set the tone

Is three alone got these hoes goin’ stupid

I gotta go ‘cause I got me a old school

Beatin’ hard in the parking lot of the Whole Foods

Y’all niggas better recognize

Ain’t shit goin’ up unless Divy inside

A bad bitch’ll make up for all the wack bitches

Separate the real ones from the averages

Rule number two, don’t trust no niggas

Especially ‘round yo girl they all savages

Smoke cannabis, hell yea I hit

I left that pussy in bandages

[Hook (2x)]

100 on the dank, mo and the drank

Bounce, rock, skate we can do this all day

‘Cause even if I have 5 mil in the bank

I’ma still put a 5 dolla bill in the tank

[Verse 2: BeYoung]

Baby stack yo yapers, stack yo cho

Stack it ‘til that thang on swole

Broke or rich uh I don’t know

If you pitchin’ in the party then we all gon’ smoke

Listen ass, cash, gas baby

I ain’t turnin’ down nothing but my tag lazy

Mighta seen me in the bucket or a Jag maybe

Think the game stop for you, oh yo ass crazy

You tryna play me see

I don’t like to dream ‘bout gettin’ paid

Gotta be the California steez givin’ niggas game

Brand new breeze on my sleeve I’ma situate

Hoes down Gs get ya green this that nigga Nate

Hell nah baby ain’t no fun ‘less the Div on it

I put that ass and a 5 dolla bill on it

Cadillac in the super Coupe de Ville slowly

405 watchin’ niggas swoop and peel homie

[Hook (2x)]

100 on the dank, mo and the drank

Bounce, rock, skate we can do this all day

‘Cause even if I have 5 mil in the bank

I’ma still put a 5 dolla bill in the tank

[Verse 3: Like]

I’m a West coast rider, California rider

My niggas is the livest, you don’t want no problems

Just po’ the Henn up

Shot a couple bucks to the homie pent up

Ayy keep ya chin up

Got two ounces in a baggy zipped up

And we backstage posted ‘bout to smoke this shit up

Chucks and all nigga fuck the law

Put a leash on yo bitch, nigga cuff yo broad

That’s a lease on ya whip why you flossin’ dog?

Just copped a white tee at the Slauson mall

‘Bout to hit the studio so I called the squad

Gave birth to yo style you can call us gods

“Ayy Like how you do it all with ease?”

A lil yac and some sunflower seeds

What’s good

Westbound finna head to Westwood

And a nigga on ten like Westbrook

[Hook (2x)]

100 on the dank, mo and the drank

Bounce, rock, skate we can do this all day

‘Cause even if I have 5 mil in the bank

I’ma still put a 5 dolla bill in the tank

[Outro: Like]

That ain’t yo bitch

That ain’t yo ho

That ain’t yo whip

That ain’t yo home

We smokin’ kush

That indica

Pay me my money

Then you can come

That’s not yo bitch

That ain’t yo ho

That ain’t yo whip

That ain’t yo home

We smokin’ kush

And you can’t have none