《100 Shots》是NLE Choppa演唱的歌曲，由Bryson Potts、Ghostrage、Quay Global作詞作曲，收錄於專輯《100 Shots》。
基本介紹
- 外文名：100 Shots
- 所屬專輯：100 Shots
- 歌曲原唱：NLE Choppa
- 填詞：Bryson Potts、Ghostrage、Quay Global
- 譜曲：Bryson Potts、Ghostrage、Quay Global
- 發行日期：2020年2月28日
歌曲歌詞
Cook that sh!t up, Quay (Yeah)
Earthquake cut up on the beat, earthquake cut the motherfxckin' beat, yeah
Yeah, yeah
Hundred some shots, I shoot out the spot
They don't know if I did it or not
They don't know if he make it or not
Whippin' the brick 'till I break out the pot
Post up with the Drac' while I'm thuggin' with Josh
Got a beam on my gun, he duckin' to die
And blood on my side, he wipe when I snot
Don't you cry when I die, you better go slide
Go berserk in the bih, have a Perc' in the bih
Put my d!ck in her hand, make her jerk that sh!t
Put syrup on my d!ck, I don't fxck with the sh!t
Goddamn, I damn near smacked that b!tch
'Cause I charge on the brick, 'cause I'ma smack it
Slap it, I ain't got a big homie, I 'on't listen to my daddy
I remember them days I been ratchet
Now when you look at my wrist it's a Patek
In the Demon and 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 sh!t was too boring, I'm whorin' and askin'
Two M in these door, I'm door dashin'
She dropped to the floor but the gun keep clappin'
Why the fxck would I stop 'cause I want a overkill
My homie said that's a dumb idea
So I put him on the sh!t back, call him diarrhea
Don't call me slime, slatt, I'm a crip
Hundred some shots, I shoot out the spot
They don't know if I did it or not
They don't know if he make it or not
Whippin' the brick 'till I break out the pot
Post up with the Drac' while I'm thuggin' with Josh
Got a beam on my gun, he duckin' to die
And blood on my side, he wipe when I snot
Don't you cry finna die, you better go slide
Go berserk in the bih, have a Perc' in the bih
Put my d!ck in her hand, make her jerk that sh!t
Put syrup on my d!ck, I don't fxck with the sh!t
Goddamn, I damn near smacked that b!tch
I was missin' at first but the shooter kinda grow
B!tch fxck my bro but a ho gon' be a ho
My trap stay jumpin', got my deals on the low
Talkin' 'bout he a zip, but he really want coke
If the opps at the party, I'm leavin' the party
Get in my car and then shoot up the party (Brrt, Brrt)
Fill up the clips, .223's in my cargo
Put shots out the hip, have 'em runnin' retarded
I'm ahead of my time, I'm advance with murder
Don't bring his name up 'cause I murked him
All of my n!ggas, they slide of a purpose
Do one of us and you dyin' and hurtin'
Hundred some shots, I shoot out the spot
They don't know if I did it or not
They don't know if he make it or not
Whippin' the brick 'till I break out the pot
Post up with the Drac' while I'm thuggin' with Josh
Got a beam on my gun, he duckin' to die
And blood on my side, he wipe when I snot
Don't you cry finna die, you better go slide
Go berserk in the bih, have a Perc' in the bih
Put my d!ck in her hand, make her jerk that sh!t
Put syrup on my d!ck, I don't fxck with the sh!t
Goddamn, I damn near smacked that b!tch
(Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah)
I'ma shoot the spot
Hunnid-sum shots, I'ma shoot the spot
NLE Choppa
Better start crack up, whippin' the pot
Better start crack up, whippin' the pot
Whippin' the brick 'till I break out the pot
Whippin' the brick 'till I break out the pot
Whippin' the brick 'till I break out the pot
Whippin' the brick 'till I break out the pot
I murk that stupid with the pot
