[Hook (2x)]
100 on the dank, mo and the drank
Bounce, rock, skate we can do this all day
‘Cause even if I have 5 mil in the bank
I’ma still put a 5 dolla bill in the tank
[Verse 1: Mibbs]
I know there’s a liquor store run somewhere in the mix
Roll the windows down some get some air in this b*tch
I’m tryna bring the crip walk back with this new sh*t
Been a while since I wore the all navy blue fit
Like done produced it, [?]
Is three alone got these hoes goin’ stupid
I gotta go ‘cause I got me a old school
Beatin’ hard in the parking lot of the Whole Foods
Y’all n*ggas better recognize
Ain’t sh*t goin’ up unless Divy inside
A bad b*tch’ll make up for all the wack b*tches
Separate the real ones from the averages
Rule number two, don’t trust no n*ggas
Especially ‘round yo girl they all savages
Smoke cannabis, hell yea I hit
I left that pus*y in bandages
[Hook (2x)]
100 on the dank, mo and the drank
Bounce, rock, skate we can do this all day
‘Cause even if I have 5 mil in the bank
I’ma still put a 5 dolla bill in the tank
[Verse 2: BeYoung]
Baby stack yo yapers, stack yo cho
Stack it ‘til that thang on swole
Broke or rich uh I don’t know
If you pitchin’ in the party then we all gon’ smoke
Listen ass, cash, gas baby
I ain’t turnin’ down nothing but my [?]
Mighta seen me in the bucket or a Jag maybe
Think the game stop for you, oh yo ass crazy
You tryna play me see
I don’t like to dream ‘bout gettin’ paid
Gotta be the California steez givin’ n*ggas game
Brand new breeze on my sleeve I’ma situate
Hoes down Gs get ya green [?]
Hell nah baby ain’t no fun ‘less the Div on it
I put that ass and a 5 dolla bill on it
Cadillac in the super Coupe de Ville slowly
405 watchin’ n*ggas swoop and peel homie
[Hook (2x)]
100 on the dank, mo and the drank
Bounce, rock, skate we can do this all day
‘Cause even if I have 5 mil in the bank
I’ma still put a 5 dolla bill in the tank
[Verse 3: Like]
I’m a West coast rider, California rider
My n*ggas is the livest, you don’t want no problems
Just po’ the Henn up
Shot a couple bucks to the homie pent up
Ayy keep ya chin up
Got two ounces in a baggy zipped up
And we backstage posted ‘bout to smoke this sh*t up
Chucks and [?] n*gga f*ck the law
Put a leash on yo b*tch, n*gga cuff yo broad
That’s a lease on ya whip why you flossin’ dog?
Just copped a white tee at the Slauson mall
‘Bout to hit the studio so I called the squad
Gave birth to yo style you can call us gods
“Ayy Like how you do it all with ease?”
A lil yac and some sunflower seeds
What’s good
Westbound finna head to Westwood
And a n*gga on ten like Westbrook
[Hook (2x)]
100 on the dank, mo and the drank
Bounce, rock, skate we can do this all day
‘Cause even if I have 5 mil in the bank
I’ma still put a 5 dolla bill in the tank
[Outro: Like]
That ain’t yo b*tch
That ain’t yo ho
That ain’t yo whip
That ain’t yo home
We smokin’ kush
That indica
Pay me my money
Then you can come
That’s not yo b*tch
That ain’t yo ho
That ain’t yo whip
That ain’t yo home
We smokin’ kush
And you can’t have none