FRVRFRIDAY - 100 Rounds

I’m still in the party and it’s past two
I’m posted in the room cause I can’t have you
Homies fucking bitches in bathroom
Couple tings I actually met in high school
Yeah, I might go ballistic
Yeah, TT and I miss it
I don’t wanna talk about the system but
She don’t wanna listen
I need
100 rounds, 100 rounds, 100 rounds
100 rounds, 100 rounds, 100 rounds
100 rounds, 100 rounds, 100 rounds
100 rounds, 100 rounds, 100 rounds
I need
None of y’all could touch my core
Four of us niggas when we walk into the door (Nigga no)
Put it in sport,
She back it up baby like a brand new Porsche (Nigga no)
Think I got a keys, child of the streets
Choppa always loaded but we known to keep the peace
Gone for the weekprep it then I eat it
Wanna change scenes but she know I gotta leave it- and
Brownskin demon
T- up on the weekends
U know where to find me, imma give it u need it
Lemme get a even
west side legion
Nana like the ocean, she can see it when I beat it
And you know I’d see you more if I had time for you babe
9 for your babe, I’d do crimes for you babe
And you know I’d see you more if I had time for you babe
9 for you babe, I’d do crimes for you babe
I need
100 rounds, 100 rounds, 100 rounds
100 rounds, 100 rounds, 100 rounds
100 rounds, 100 rounds, 100 rounds
100 rounds, 100 rounds, 100 rounds
I need

Written by:
Jausont David, Tommy Ruhingubugi

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