Marlo – 100 Shots lyrics

[Intro]
Cook that shit up, Quay

[Chorus]
A hundred shots out that stick, you better go retarded
And that's your man you better slide, ain't no back and forthin'
I pull up with a dirty stick to make sure you hit
A young nigga with them bricks and I'll flip this bitch
A thousand pounds to my round
Them young niggas done got it out the ground
Bust pounds, now we fuck around
A thousand pounds to my round
Them young niggas done got it out the ground
Bust pounds, now we fuck around

[Verse 1]
I work my wrist, I work my wrist, I work my fuckin' wrist
Thirty thousand dollar profit, I just made a brick
See and me and Judo broke it down, we just slayed a brick
Oh give that bitch to Marlo, let him go filet the brick
Fishscale off-white look like a real fish
Don't test it now, you push that boy and it's like a killswitch
Two hundred thousand on the table next to five sticks
I send that work across the border, took a real risk
Rob who? take what? fuck around get killed bitch
Loyalty over royalty, blood sweat and tears shit
Rob who? take what? fuck around get killed bitch
Loyalty over royalty, blood sweat and tears shit

[Chorus]
A hundred shots out that stick, you better go retarded
And that's your man you better slide, ain't no back and forthin'
I pull up with a dirty stick to make sure you hit
A young nigga with them bricks and I'll flip this bitch
A thousand pounds to my round
Them young niggas done got it out the ground
Bust pounds, now we fuck around
A thousand pounds to my round
Them young niggas done got it out the ground
Bust pounds, now we fuck around

[Verse 2]
See my dog, that's my dog
I get 'em in by the ton with my dog (Baby)
The cops come, I'm gunning with my dog (21)
Them niggas playing games, I knock 'em off with my dog (No Plug)
I'll never ever ever think about crossin' my dog
See we stuck to the G code 'cause that's how the streets go
Young nigga get it in, trap in the heat snow
Drop top or Rolls Royce but I want the damn Porsche
Young nigga kickin' shit, seven hundred, seven horse

[Chorus]
A hundred shots out that stick, you better go retarded
And that's your man you better slide, ain't no back and forthin'
I pull up with a dirty stick to make sure you hit
A young nigga with them bricks and I'll flip this bitch
A thousand pounds to my round
Them young niggas done got it out the ground
Bust pounds, now we fuck around
A thousand pounds to my round
Them young niggas done got it out the ground
Bust pounds, now we fuck around