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100 - yg teck lyrics

[chorus: yg teck]
still gettin’ it, n*ggas had it
n*gga, my life a hundred like a patek
n*gga, i been gettin’ goofy with that baggage
i’m run a bomb through you with the smackage
you can smell my sh*t through the package
chrome hearts, i’m comin’ through with this fashion
i can’t even help what i do, i serve addicts
pop up actin’, get this b*tch crackin’
i walked in the front and got a backend
you ain’t livin’ like that, you just rappin’
counted up a hundred, now all of my n*ggas saggin’
we c*ck and blastin’, we ’bout that action

[verse 1: yg teck]
i never seen you n*ggas hit no plays
i been in the same ‘fit like four days
i never heard of n*ggas bustin’ no k’s
sellin’ no yay, i’m like, “no way”
these n*ggas got it
i don’t ask for sh*t, i’m comin’ out the pocket
i’m like less talk and more deposits
i don’t like talkin’, go and cop it
i can run it up, know these n*ggas ain’t one of us
i been on n*ggas’ neck like a b*tton*up
i ain’t never had sh*t, now i’m comin’ up
they ain’t see me comin’ like ten uppercuts
n*ggas be salt shakin’ to these b*tches
that’s just gon’ make her f*ck me with the quickness
you on your first run, stop bluffin’
hear that b*tch from eight blocks when i bust it
breakin’ down eighty*three, gettin’ goofy
meet me at l*st, it’s gon’ be a movie
ran out of ones, threw twenties on the coochie
now she shake her ass on the toolie
you know i’m goin’ up when the pack land
every thou*wow go in a black band
ran up a whole hundred in some track pants
if i don’t know nothin’, i know how to trap, man
[chorus: yg teck]
gettin’ it, n*ggas had it
n*gga, my life a hundred like a patek
n*gga, i been gettin’ goofy with that baggage
i’m run a bomb through you with the smackage
you can smell my sh*t through the package
chrome hearts, i’m comin’ through with this fashion
i can’t even help what i do, i serve addicts
pop up actin’, get this b*tch crackin’
i walked in the front and got a backend
you ain’t livin’ like that, you just rappin’
counted up a hundred, now all of my n*ggas saggin’
we c*ck and blastin’, we ’bout that action

[verse 2: therealblack]
got the rappin’, still trappin’, grams still around
so you know n*ggas still tap in
2021, yzm zappin’
fake chain*ass rappers, they cappin’
bags on the block gone like magic
lot of fiends on my block like traffic
i motivate drug dealers automatic
got the ball and you know i’m gon’ pass it
my team always first, no lastin’
n*gga run up on me, it’s tragic
send his ass up to god, he a b*st*rd
triple o’s in that hole, i’m smackin’
water whippin’ in the pot, that’s craft
hittin’ all the bricks, but it’s still that
how you think i made the extra come back?
my life boring, i just run up them stacks
hollow tips in the glock matte black
so many chains on my neck, ice attack
n*gga buy a hundred brands, throw it back
yeah, hold that
dior for my whole ‘fit, foreign trappin’
keep a glock on my belt, never lackin’
f*ck a throwback, black still havin’
still got them grams, pandemic taxin’
[chorus: yg teck]
still gettin’ it, n*ggas had it
n*gga, my life a hundred like a patek
n*gga, i been gettin’ goofy with that baggage
i’m run a bomb through you with the smackage
you can smell my sh*t through the package
chrome hearts, i’m comin’ through with this fashion
i can’t even help what i do, i serve addicts
pop up actin’, get this b*tch crackin’
i walked in the front and got a backend
you ain’t livin’ like that, you just rappin’
counted up a hundred, now all of my n*ggas saggin’
we c*ck and blastin’, we ’bout that action

- yg teck lyrics

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