Lil' Eazzyy Hunnid Or Better (feat. Bizzy Banks)
[Intro]
(Iceberg want a bag bitch)
[Chorus: Lil Eazzyy]
Ridin' with a hundred or better (Hundred or better)
You know that we clutchin' wherever (Yeah)
Choppa gon' pull a folk up on a stretcher
Bullets up in the MAC be hard to measure (Uh)
Hollows'll cut him up and leave him severed (Severed)
My lil' bro crazy, he do it for pleasure
This money (This money), we put niggas right together (Right together)
Totin' them pipes together like the fletchers (Let's go)
Ridin' with a hundred or better (Hundred or better)
You know that we clutchin' wherever (Wherever)
Choppa gon' pull a folk up on a stretcher (On a stretcher)
Bullets up in the MAC be hard to measure
Hollows'll cut him up and leave him severed (Severed)
My lil' bro crazy, he do it for pleasure
This money (This money), we put niggas right together (Let's go)
Totin' them pipes together like the fletchers
[Verse 1: Lil Eazzyy]
Cannot cope with the kid (A kid)
Niggas be talkin' but can't take the shit that's gon' sit on my wrist (Wrist)
I want that boy out the way then I cop me a bitch, 'cause niggas, they think what they did (Yeah)
We only ridin' with tints
He ridin' upstate, then we blickin' his whip (Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
And my bitch go and give him a swirl (Yeah)
'Cause they ain't extenders, you better not trip, bitch (You better not trip)
You bitches start droppin', we takin' a trip
Yeah, all my niggas chased the brick (No cap)
Bitch, go get my load, I'ma call you a Lyft (Huh)
Yeah, I'm tryna send me a fifth (No cap, let's go)
While I finish the rest of this set
Bitch, get out my face, no, I don't do no pics (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Only the valet be parkin' my whips (My whips)
Where was these niggas before I got rich? Ayy (Before I got rich)
Shit different (Shit different), I got a bag and I flipped it (I flipped it)
You niggas be stressin' for digits
Now I stack my chips, and they taller than midgets
The car that I ride, it's not rented (That's facts)
So that's why I ride with extensions (Uh-huh)
Niggas be ridin' off pension (Off pension)
To be honest these niggas is finished (These niggas is finished)
[Chorus: Lil Eazzyy]
Ridin' with a hundred or better (Hundred or better)
You know that we clutchin' wherever (Wherever)
Choppa gon' pull a folk up on a stretcher (On a stretcher)
Bullets up in the MAC be hard to measure
Hollows'll cut him up and leave him severed (Severed)
My lil' bro crazy, he do it for pleasure
This money (This money), we put niggas right together
Totin' them pipes together like the fletchers
Ridin' with a hundred or better (Hundred or better)
You know that we clutchin' wherever (Yeah)
Choppa gon' pull a folk up on a stretcher (On a stretcher)
Bullets up in the MAC be hard to measure (Yeah)
Hollows'll cut him up and leave him severed (Severed)
My lil' bro crazy, he do it for pleasure
This money (Money), we put niggas right together
Totin' them pipes together like the fletchers
[Verse 2: Bizzy Banks]
Lil Eazzyy, you know its easy for me, uh (Facts)
She on my dick when she met me in person, she said it's the VV's for me, uh (Look)
You talkin' money, and I'm gettin' money, so it's just the sleazy for me, uh
When we first met, we ain't have a hundred, but it was like thirty at least, uh (Grrah)
Yeah, from the start to the racks (Racks)
Bitch, you don't know how to act (At all)
Still in the hood, bitch, I'm still movin' tax (Bitch)
No, I don't cap in my raps
They think they tough 'cause they movin' a pack (What?)
Til' they get turned to a pack (Bah)
I'm in a hoodie and I still hold a strap
Niggas know all that's facts
Niggas be talkin', they know where I'm at
Niggas know what I jack
That boy a snake, and that boy is a rat (Uh)
If he pussy, a cat
If you talk crazy you not supposed to lack (At all)
Niggas run like its track
I see a opp, I just might get him smacked (Bah)
All they hear is a clap (Bah, bah, bah)
[Chorus: Lil Eazzyy]
Ridin' with a hundred or better (Hundred or better)
You know that we clutchin' wherever (Wherever)
Choppa gon' pull a folk up on a stretcher (On a stretcher)
Bullets up in the MAC be hard to measure
Hollows'll cut him up and leave him severed (Severed)
My lil' bro crazy, he do it for pleasure
This money (This money), we put niggas right together
Totin' them pipes together like the fletchers
Ridin' with a hundred or better (Hundred or better)
You know that we clutchin' wherever (Yeah)
Choppa gon' pull a folk up on a stretcher (On a stretcher)
Bullets up in the MAC be hard to measure (Yeah)
Hollows'll cut him up and leave him severed (Severed)
My lil' bro crazy, he do it for pleasure
This money (Money), we put niggas right together
Totin' them pipes together like the fletchers
[Outro: Lil Eazzyy]
(Totin' them pipes together like the fletchers)
(he was tweakin', leave him severed)
(Hm, bullets be hard to measure)