Hundreds on ’Em lyrics

[Intro: Peewee Roscoe & Shad da God]
Woo
This motherf*ckin' blunt got like 2 point 4 in here or somethin'
Bankroll Mafia, man
Ooh
God, God

[Chorus: Shad da God]
Got different color money different color hoes
Different color drugs all in my soul (Different color dope)
They gon' trouble my bros (They gone what?)
This what we gon' do (Hold up)
We gon' drop hundreds on 'em
We gon' spend hundreds on 'em
I'm gon' drop hundreds on 'em (Hundreds)
I'm gon' spend hundreds on 'em (I'm gon' spend hundreds)
You got Xan me up, you got Act me up
You got po' me up, you got boot me up
I'm just geekin' this motherf*cker (I'm just geekin' this motherf*cker)
I don't give a f*ck about your color, n*gga
I'm gon' drop hundreds on you
I'm gon' spend hundreds on you
I'm gon' spend hundreds on you (I'm gon' spend hundreds on you)
I'm gon' throw hundreds on you (I'm gon' throw hundreds on you)

[Verse 1: Peewee Roscoe]
Hundreds on ya head and the hundreds on the floor
Coming through your house coming through the door
Cause its money on your head know yo be dead
I ain’t really tripping cause I duck and doge feds
Cause its money in the spot and its money in the floor
I ain’t really tripping cause we so cut throat
And we straight outta Atlanta take you to Zone 4
Westside Bankhead where we move snow
Cause its dope in the attic guns in the mattress
I ain't really tripping cause we catch you in traffic
Shad got the chapper you know we straight getting clappin’
I ain’t really tripping cause we kidnapping napping
I ain’t really tripping, I ain’t really tripping, hit em with the money
Draw 4 5 rookie, hit em with the Chris Paul hit em with the three
Hit 'em with the Black Griffen, 32 a piece
Hit 'em with the Tech, hit 'em with the foul
Catch a n*gga down bad hit em with a ?
Hit 'em with a stick, hit 'em with a vest
Head shot, head shots aiming for his neck
Bad b*tches, bad b*tches setting up the licks
Bad b*tches, bad b*tches licking up the bricks
Bad b*tches, bad b*tches [?] next
Ain't really trippin' 'cause we came and got the check
[Chorus: Shad da God]
Got different color money different color hoes
Different color drugs all in my soul (Different color dope)
They gon' trouble my bros (They gone what?)
This what we gon' do (Hold up)
We gon' drop hundreds on 'em
We gon' spend hundreds on 'em
I'm gon' drop hundreds on 'em (Hundreds)
I'm gon' spend hundreds on 'em (I'm gon' spend hundreds)
You got Xan me up, you got Act me up
You got po' me up, you got boot me up
I'm just geekin' this motherf*cker (I'm just geekin' this motherf*cker)
I don't give a f*ck about your color, n*gga
I'm gon' drop hundreds on you
I'm gon' spend hundreds on you
I'm gon' spend hundreds on you (I'm gon' spend hundreds on you)
I'm gon' throw hundreds on you (I'm gon' throw hundreds on you)

[Verse 2: Shad da God]
I'm gon' throw money all over this b*tch
Made my old rivals in rovers and sh*t
They be moving that ass, got me focused and sh*t
Got the Unc' going hard, he must have stepped on his brick
Chandelier my wrist, b*tches really put the cameras on my wrist
Made it rain, should've pulled out your poncho
I don't know much but blue huncho
If a n*gga hopped in my car, then he gotta ride
I'm coming with gangstas from a whole 'nother side
I keep the baby stick 'case a n*gga gotta collide
We ain't doing sh*t but juggin' and f*ckin' hoes, no lie
And my Molly got them geeked hoes wanna fly to Dubai (Geeked)
The Perc done brought her back to her mind
Man, we stuck in the club wanted to shine (Hold up)
So the flow got covered up with a dime, God
[Chorus: Shad da God]
Got different color money different color hoes
Different color drugs all in my soul (Different color dope)
They gon' trouble my bros (They gone what?)
This what we gon' do (Hold up)
We gon' drop hundreds on 'em
We gon' spend hundreds on 'em
I'm gon' drop hundreds on 'em (Hundreds)
I'm gon' spend hundreds on 'em (I'm gon' spend hundreds)
You got Xan me up, you got Act me up
You got po' me up, you got boot me up
I'm just geekin' this motherf*cker (I'm just geekin' this motherf*cker)
I don't give a f*ck about your color, n*gga
I'm gon' drop hundreds on you
I'm gon' spend hundreds on you
I'm gon' spend hundreds on you (I'm gon' spend hundreds on you)
I'm gon' throw hundreds on you (I'm gon' throw hundreds on you)