Текст песни 30 Off 100 - Lul Ri

Pull that cutter out and get to cutting like it's nothing nigga
Someone should told you I ain't bluffing nigga
I just came up 30 off a 100 like its nufn nigga
Meet me at the spot, it's me and you, it's up and stuck witchu
We hitting them blind spots, someone getting rushed nigga
I caught up with a sweet lick, call it candy crush nigga
If I catch up with my vic, I ain't leaving nothing nigga
Bitch my money talks, your money stuck end of discussion nigga

Uh, bitch we paid
If you ain't up, I'll see you later
I'm going up, escalator
He popping 30's, perculator
Basking Robins', we got flavors
That boy a bitch, he signing papers
I'm serving fenny to the neighbors
We do the handoff, have a nice day
Pull up on the corner and shoot like a Laker
The nigga want smoke, pull up with a vapor
I got that water, I'm serving the gators
Niggas gone hate cause I'm young and I'm rich
Get off your ass and go get some paper
I got a Zendaya, I told her shake it
Damn, Shake it up

I'm not J. Cole, I cannot save her
We on your ass, that boy getting spanked
My chopper be singing like Drake
We stuck together like tape
I made that lil nigga drop
We got that boy dancing, I made the lil nigga diddybop
Nigga keep saying he talking his shit
Whole kill, that nigga sound like doodlebop
My hand on the stick, I hit the mop
I blew his ass up, now go get the mop
That talking is cool but niggas still bluffing
I caught him in school the nigga was lunching
I'm tryna get busy, he tryna get lit
I pulled out a stick and I shut down the function
I got my cutter with me, he be cutting
Birds and the bees, nigga he be buzzing
We got them vics and em P's nigga by the dozen
I can't go to sleep nigga we just crushed em

Run in your spot we gone take what you got
Green dot onna glock, we gone point at the opps
He fuck with the feds, he be talking to cops
We catch your ass lacking then you getting got
We gone deliver your antibiotics
Bitch I'm not Batman, I be Robbin'
I had to get it, I ain't have a option
Shawty keep thinking I'm scamming, I'm just making profits
Nigga I had get her off me
She was tryna fuck in the office
Shawty was tipping and that shit ain't law
Her new nigga still tryna off me
It's me and my bruva, Zack and Cody
We still trapping right out the lobby
My grandfather want me go to the army
I told him I'm already in

Niggas can't see through this 5% Tint
You on the outside looking in
Threw his ass in the water that boy grew a fin
I stay with my dog, nigga Jake and Finn
How you saying you roll deep with no men
I feel like I'm Jesus turn water to gin
We hitting that backdoor now we in
10 shots in the clip nigga 10 for 10
It's young niggas spinning a bin
If them niggas miss they gone spin you again
I'm fucking 2 bitches at the same time
I'm bussing once then I'm bussing again
I know them niggas don't want me to win
You play with my money that shits in the wind
I'm taking your dog nigga Mike Vic
If you fool me once, you can't fool me again