100 Shots

100 Shots - NLE Choppa

Lyrics by：Bryson Potts/Ghostrage/Quay Global

Cook that s**t up quay

Earthquake quay up on the beat

Earthquake qay up on the motherf**kin' beat yeah yeah

Yeah

Kick

Kick

Kick

Kick

Hundred-some shots I shoot up the spot

They don't know if I did it or not

They don't know if he'll make it or not

Whippin' the brick 'til I break out the pot

Post up with the drac' while I'm thuggin' with josh

Got a beam on my gun he duckin' the dot

And blood on my side he wipe 'em like snot

Don't you cry when I die you better go slide

Go berserk in this b***h off a perc' in this b***h

Put my dick in her hand make her jerk that s**t

Put syrup on my dick I don't f**k with the s**t

Godd**n I d**n near smacked that b***h

It's a high charge on the brick

'Cause I'ma smack it

Slap it I ain't got a big homie

I don't even listen to my daddy

Remember them days I was ratchet

Now when you look at my wrist it's a patek

Get in the demon you know I'ma smash it

Give us a brick and you know we gon' wrap it

These special drugs you know that we packin'

Take care of the pack like it was a nanny

Few months ago I got head at the grammys

That s**t was too boring I'm whorin' and askin'

Shoot him and his door I'm doordash-in'

He dropped to the floor but the gun keep clappin'

Why the would I stop

'Cause I wanna overkill

My homie said that's a dumb idea

So I put call him diarrhea

Don't call me slime slatt I am a crip

Hundred-some shots I shoot up the spot

They don't know if I did it or not

They don't know if he'll make it or not

Whippin' the brick 'til I break out the pot

Post up with the drac' while I'm thuggin' with josh

Got a beam on my gun he duckin' the dot

And blood on my side he wipe 'em like snot

Don't you cry when I die you better go slide

Go berserk in this b***h off a perc' in this b***h

Put my dick in her hand make her jerk that s**t

Put syrup on my dick I don't f**k with the s**t

Godd**n I d**n near smacked that b***h

I was missin' at first but a shooter gonna grow

B***h f**ked my bro but a ho gon' be a ho

My trap stay jumpin' 'cause my deals on the low

Junkie bought him a zip but he really want coke

If the opps in the party I'm leavin' the party

Get in my car then shoot up the party

Fill up the clip 223's in my carbine

Couple shots at the hip have him runnin' retarded

I'm ahead of my time I'm advanced with murder

Don't bring his name up 'cause I murked him

All of my they slidin' for purpose

Doin' the violence you dyin' and hurtin'

Hundred-some shots I shoot up the spot

They don't know if I did it or not

They don't know if he'll make it or not

Whippin' the brick 'til I break out the pot

Post up with the drac' while I'm thuggin' with josh

Got a beam on my gun he duckin' the dot

And blood on my side he wipe 'em like snot

Don't you cry when I die you better go slide

Go berserk in this b***h off a perc' in this b***h

Put my dick in her hand make her jerk that s**t

Put syrup on my dick I don't f**k with the s**t

Godd**n I d**n near smacked that b***h

I'm s**t is back

Hundred-some shots I shoot up the spot

They don't know if I did it or not

Whippin' the brick 'til I break out the pot

But this a crak up want to the pay

But this a crak up want to the pay

But this a crak up want to the pay

But this a crak up want to the pay

But this a crak up want to the pay

But this a crak up want to the pay

But theres no were up the 'bout

But theres no were up the 'bout

But theres no were jump up with the