100 Ball

Album cover art for "100 Ball" by BandGang Javar & DaBoii & Fresh Rich

BandGang Javar & DaBoii & Fresh Rich - Rap, Bay Area Rap

100 Ball

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Duration: 2:46

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Lyrics

[Verse 1: BandGang Javar] I'll bring that hundred ball out, you saw me thumbing through on YouTube If I can tell you broke, the hoes can too [?] niggas wearing [?] You look like the type of nigga [?] [?] I'm on y'all niggas We done ran through damn near all the opp bitches Let them tell it, they so tired of broke niggas She hate when dawg around, cause his watch won't stop ticking Stripper hoes on us like maskeetos You should've seen the bitch face I just [?] They're worse than the bill collecter, won't leave us alone Paid her to dance somewhere else, for like 10 songs On the side, I got the loud banging The second house on [?], call it the gass station [?] shit ain't stanking I mean you call [?] [Verse 2: Fresh Rich] [?] bring the straps If you don't wanna lose your bae, don't even bring her ass [?] 40 hit his lung, he gon' be breathing bad And I been running to the bank [?] Playing with the same bitch, you ain't ever seen no cash [?] money making mitch [?] [?] Bitch [?] be in your bag Ain't got a bag, then don't aproach me then [?] show me 10 Bitch try to play me, I put dick up in her closest friend Put my back against the wall, feel like they closing in And if you wanna live long, then nigga, don't pretend Stop all that flexing, we already know who hold that [?] If I catch her tryna steal, Imma choke that bitch I can tell niggas goofy, you ain't toat that stick [?] S.R.T You would've thought a nigga [?] [?] neck on freeze Living my best life, with death on me Bitch, every nigga with me bang S.O.B [?] hoes wanna fuck [?] [?] loud mouth shit, I'm the best, low key [?] [Verse 3: DaBoii] [?] trust these niggas, 'bout fast as I can throw them Always talking like they know me, at me like I ohe 'em [?] ass nigga, man, somebody gotta show ya Niggas out here telling, but you know me, I ain't scared of nothing Run it up to fuck it up, don't do that shit again I see you run it up, fall off, then never touch a strip again Moving like a ghost [?], cause I lost too many niggas to the gun and the pen Got [?] high off the drank, had to hit her with the gummy worm [?] let this percey thing [?] [?] I can't even tell you what I earned Stuff it in a mattress, tryna get it straighter than [?] [?] your nigga face, he gon' die broke Let me hit it from the back, and make you hit a high note [?] shit, he can bairley pay your car [?] That boy ain't got no heart, we can tell that you bitch bro

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Credits

Writers
  • Fresh Rich
  • DaBoii
  • BandGang Javar