[Verse 1:] You niggas know how much I made on my twenties Your baby daddy book I buried in our twenties I had mad when I was up going like nine cubits You know Gucci had that shit for six fifty In 1995, I ain’t had a pretty pinckney 2005 man, I had that nigga ugly milli The most hated in the game Nigga ask 50 I went broke I ain’t never had 160 Sometimes I do a show the say the wanna shot me So when I think about it I wish I had a truck with me I might just call a nigga bluff And see if he fuck with me My star status niggas can’t get enough muggie My own status can’t touch me No you can’t touch me
[Chorus:] Got a hundred nigga rush Hundred nigga rush Not a rush with them all with me Rush them all with me Dare a nigga fucking touch me Dare a nigga touch me Got a hundred Russian nigga And they say the wanna rush up Drinking Vodka with a Russian bitch You know I wanna fuck Tell her never say a dope again Never say a dope again Whippin dope I’m whippin dope and not a junkers rushing in [Verse 2:] Hit around the city with a hundred in my pope bag Dropping half a pound a cash With the bitch cause she too bad Rush into the room Getting head And the drop head She ate the little left And told me it can win a price tag Rich, I ain’t wealthy Just a nigga with a big bag If you ain’t work for million dollars I don’t want to chit chat Your baby momma eat a nigga dead Like a kit cat Kicking up a never bitch Never get to chill back You kill that nigga for me I will make you a rich man Kick spice on my kicks Like I can;t find a falcon Before I got in the game I was selling cherry girl Put her into texting Put her number in the trash can