Hunnit Thousand

Lyrics

[Intro] Treat my opps like bums, drop the window, give a hundred out it (Nigga, alright, fuck nigga) Treat my opps like bums, drop the window, give a hundred out it (Damn, MAX, this one's too hard) (Iced Up Records) KrispyLife (It's with a K, dumbass) ([?], boy, you killin' 'em) [Chorus] Put in a hundred thousand, get a hundred thousand Hit Miami and make a hundred thousand Can't give advice if you ain't seen a hundred thousand Treat my opps like bums, drop the window, give a hundred out it [Verse 1] I can't stunt, I'm sixty plus forty, nigga I'm really clutch with this bitch, robber horton with it I'm with the Drank God, he pull up have some Morton with him I had to get a new bitch, my old one ain't support the vision Talkin' to my plug in Spanish like I need "Cien miel" And when you send it on the boat, I need a big seal Disrespect the game and you gon' get killed Big chop, monkey nuts and grip look like a big wheel Uncle was the plug, when he died, he had a big wheel Left the streets alone and started rappin', now I got a big deal I remember I had a hooptay, now I skrrt skrrt fishtail Put some money on his head, he live, tell him get well [Chorus] Put in a hundred thousand, get a hundred thousand Hit Miami and make a hundred thousand Can't give advice if you ain't seen a hundred thousand Treat my opps like bums, drop the window, give a hundred out it Put in a hundred thousand, get a hundred thousand (Niggas can't fuck with us, boy) Hit Miami and make a hundred thousand (We can't be fucked with) Can't give advice if you ain't seen a hundred thousand (KrispyLife, Iced Up Records, bitch) Treat my opps like bums, drop the window, give a hundred out it (They don't know how to deal with us, do they?) Ain't never seen no young niggas move like this They ain't never seen a group of niggas get off like how we do Nigga, I don't want no advice, alright, verse two [Verse 2] In the strip club, I just blew at least a hundred thousand Mean it when I see my favorite stripper, throw a hundred thousand I don't even drink liquor, but I got a hundred thousand IUR, Wavy Gang and the boys got a hundred watches Couple homies that I'm with sell crack still Your homie died for an eight-ball, they say crack kills Love the sound of that WAP and I love to crack seals In Detroit with thirty-three on me feelin' like I'm Grant Hill Teach these niggas how to keep it real, but they gon' cap still Dog tried to run off, he hit a pole, I hit the backwheel On my way to Minnesota, got it taped under the back wheel Tired of dog with all that cap rap, get his cap peeled [Chorus] Put in a hundred thousand, get a hundred thousand Hit Miami and make a hundred thousand Can't give advice if you ain't seen a hundred thousand Treat my opps like bums, drop the window, give a hundred out it Put in a hundred thousand, get a hundred thousand Hit Miami and make a hundred thousand Can't give advice if you ain't seen a hundred thousand Treat my opps like bums, drop the window, give a hundred out it Treat my opps like bums, drop the window, give a hundred out it Treat my opps like bums, drop the window, give a hundred out it