V-Nasty - Hundred Round Drum lyrics
[V-Nasty - Hundred Round Drum lyrics]
I make these hoes run
That's what I do for fun
Got the AR, no kick
With the hundred round drum
Smokin this purple
And it's burnin up my lungs
Sittin with my stacks
Cause I gotta have my funds
You wanna fuck with me, I ain't even trippin
Split him open
Cause I caught his ass snitchin
I keep a smarter hoe
She always pay attention bands in my pocket
So you know I ain't stressin
Still in the hood, ain't shit change
Only thing different, is a bitch name
I still keep them thangs
Still take your chain
Movin too quick, so stay up in your lane
Don't get into nothin you can't handle
Cause fuck with me
You goin end up as a sample
I make these hoes run
That's what I do for fun
Got the AR, no kick
With the hundred round drum
Smokin this purple
And it's burnin up my lungs
Sittin with my stacks
Cause I gotta have my funds
You wanna fuck with me, I ain't even trippin
Split him open
Cause I caught his ass snitchin
Bustin down Ps, yeah, I'm sellin 32
Big stick on the seat
You could catch this 32
2 bad bitches, that a motherfuckin 2-piece
Both hands, said it 2 times, like Gucci
Project nigga
So these bitches call me Lil Heenchi
Turn a mixtape to a motherfuckin Bentley
Round here for 10 years
They sure can't hear me
Lil ass nigga, use 4 5, I use 50
2 bitches down on a plane, I'm pimpin
A bitch on the net
And a bitch that be strippin
Skelly on the tech, all my niggas got didgets
Bands in my pants
While my hands straight whippin
Snapback on the block, my gang run shit
AK 47, that's my motherfuckin best friend
You want some money on his head
I put a band down a nigga ran up on the way
Now that's a man down
I make these hoes run
That's what I do for fun
Got the AR, no kick
With the hundred round drum
Smokin this purple
And it's burnin up my lungs
Sittin with my stacks
Cause I gotta have my funds
You wanna fuck with me, I ain't even trippin
Split him open
Cause I caught his ass snitchin
That's what I do for fun
Got the AR, no kick
With the hundred round drum
Smokin this purple
And it's burnin up my lungs
Sittin with my stacks
Cause I gotta have my funds
You wanna fuck with me, I ain't even trippin
Split him open
Cause I caught his ass snitchin
I keep a smarter hoe
She always pay attention bands in my pocket
So you know I ain't stressin
Still in the hood, ain't shit change
Only thing different, is a bitch name
I still keep them thangs
Still take your chain
Movin too quick, so stay up in your lane
Don't get into nothin you can't handle
Cause fuck with me
You goin end up as a sample
I make these hoes run
That's what I do for fun
Got the AR, no kick
With the hundred round drum
Smokin this purple
And it's burnin up my lungs
Sittin with my stacks
Cause I gotta have my funds
You wanna fuck with me, I ain't even trippin
Split him open
Cause I caught his ass snitchin
Bustin down Ps, yeah, I'm sellin 32
Big stick on the seat
You could catch this 32
2 bad bitches, that a motherfuckin 2-piece
Both hands, said it 2 times, like Gucci
Project nigga
So these bitches call me Lil Heenchi
Turn a mixtape to a motherfuckin Bentley
Round here for 10 years
They sure can't hear me
Lil ass nigga, use 4 5, I use 50
2 bitches down on a plane, I'm pimpin
A bitch on the net
And a bitch that be strippin
Skelly on the tech, all my niggas got didgets
Bands in my pants
While my hands straight whippin
Snapback on the block, my gang run shit
AK 47, that's my motherfuckin best friend
You want some money on his head
I put a band down a nigga ran up on the way
Now that's a man down
I make these hoes run
That's what I do for fun
Got the AR, no kick
With the hundred round drum
Smokin this purple
And it's burnin up my lungs
Sittin with my stacks
Cause I gotta have my funds
You wanna fuck with me, I ain't even trippin
Split him open
Cause I caught his ass snitchin