Hundred Round Drum lyrics

[Chorus: V-Nasty]
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 f*ck with me, I ain't even trippin
Split him open, cause I caught his ass snitchin

[Verse 1: V-Nasty]
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 sh*t change
Only thing different, is a b*tch 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 f*ck with me, you goin end up as a sample

[Chorus: V-Nasty]
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 f*ck with me, I ain't even trippin
Split him open, cause I caught his ass snitchin
[Verse 2: Lil Heenchi]
Bustin down Ps, yeah, I'm sellin 32
Big stick on the seat, you could catch this 32
2 bad b*tches, that a motherf*ckin 2-piece
Both hands, said it 2 times, like Gucci
Project n*gga, so these b*tches call me Lil Heenchi
Turn a mixtape to a motherf*ckin Bentley
Round here for 10 years, they sure can't hear me
Lil ass n*gga, use 4 5, I use 50
2 b*tches down on a plane, I'm pimpin
A b*tch on the net, and a b*tch that be strippin
Skelly on the tech, all my n*ggas got didgets
Bands in my pants, while my hands straight whippin
Snapback on the block, my gang run sh*t
AK 47, that's my motherf*ckin best friend
You want some money on his head, I put a band down
A n*gga ran up on the way, now that's a man down

[Chorus: V-Nasty]
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 f*ck with me, I ain't even trippin
Split him open, cause I caught his ass snitchin