[Intro]

Diablo

A hundred, a hundred (a hundred)

Luciano

These niggas don't keep it a hundred

Ridin' 'round in that Kompresser with my lil bro Good Intent

[Chorus]

What, nigga keep it a hundred

That stick hold a hundred and nigga we run it

They don't keep it a hundred

Free smoke when my young nigga want it

In the field they be puntin'

They turnin' it over, we gettin' the money

They're only there when it's sunny

But we was there when it was rainin' and thunderin'

[Verse 1]

Used to trap in the dungeon

Used to sell white but I switched it to onion

Damn that other shit bubblin'

Stood on all ten, I turned nothin' to somethin'

Man that top I was thuggin'

I'm rockin' for Vonny and rockin' for London

And free Steph Level

Used to stand outside all night lookin' for a come-up

Might grab your homie just for ransom

I'm on the block and the junkies say I'm lookin' handsome

Old school flip, no Samsung

Used to lose that bitch every time I was xanned up

Got plenty bitches in Atlanta

And I got bags on bags, nigga they call me Santa

We the gang, no bandana

We gon' pull up on your block and we gon' let off the hammer

Free the young niggas that's locked up all in the slammer

Your bitch give me head and I ain't talkin' dandruff

Young niggas come in with sticks and they gon' have manners

They gon' politely ask you for all your cash

[Chorus]

What, nigga keep it a hundred

That stick hold a hundred and nigga we run it

They don't keep it a hundred

Free smoke when my young nigga want it

In the field they be puntin'

They turnin' it over, we gettin' the money

They're only there when it's sunny

But we was there when it was rainin' and thunderin'

[Verse 2]

Real nigga I'm a savage

In the street it can get real tragic

I don't want no bitch with no baggage

Know some bitches callin' plays just like John Madden

Get your ass touched right by a savage

I'm movin' a fast car, I be swaggin'

Your bitch wan' come with a dragon

Ooh I'm a demon, a dragon, ooh

Aladdin, fly on these niggas, these niggas can't catch me

Ain't no cap in my drip, man this shit everlasting

Too many bitches, I don't want attachment

Chopstick kicking, it came with attachments

Oreo shit, got a white and a black tip

Talk down on the gang then we comin' to crack you

Pull up in a tint with the shooters in the back

I don't keep it a hundred, I keep it a stack

[Chorus]

What, nigga keep it a hundred

That stick hold a hundred and nigga we run it

They don't keep it a hundred

Free smoke when my young nigga want it

In the field they be puntin'

They turnin' it over, we gettin' the money

They're only there when it's sunny

But we was there when it was rainin' and thunderin'