Текст песни 100% (feat. P@xx) - West Dayton

A Hundred percent
I'm going a hundred percent
I go a hundred percent
Like Frieza a hundred percent
Uh yeah
A Hundred percent
I'm shooting a hundred percent
Yeah you know I don't miss

Two hoes I Both got em' bent

A hundred percent, bad and Average, I don't miss, ayy
Out of the park when I hit, no Disrespect when I call you my
No disrespect when I call you my Bitch

A hundred percent, not ninety-nine
A hundred percent from free throw line
I made a freak hoe mine all in that Freak hoe mind, ayy

I flew out to Turkey and got my Teeth done
Fucked up from the back of that Hoe on the run
I fucked up her stomach, she Needed some Tums
That bitch a bandit, bandit, she Tryna come to my heart
I'm sorry, lil' baby cause girl I'm in love with the art

Uh, Yeah, she know I'm the truth, Truth

She know I'm the kid, Yeah
She want to have kid, yeah
Want me to ice out her wrist, Wrist, yeah
You know what it is, I'm deep in it All in her rib, yeah

I'm all in her rib but this ain't Famous Dave's, let's go
All of these hoes wanna hang, Hang
I made a baddie behave
Yeah
Shawty was hotter than flames, Yeah

Get it backin' when I get off stage, Stage
Get it crackin' when I'm in the Wraith, yeah
Stay solid and I never change, Change
Put that on Granddaddy Grave, Yeah

None of these hoes gettin' saved, Yeah

I gotta get to the money, the bag And the bitches, they gravitate to Me, uh
I had to leave some people in the Past, I swear them people wasn't For me, nah
I'm workin', my pockets is Growin', skin is glowin', the hoes, They be goin
They do the plottin' on my demise, So I keep it on me whenever I'm Touring, uh

We pull up with the Mac 11s, ready To send them to heaven, whoa
Devin Book, cause my shooter Named Kevin, whoa
I pull up in cool gray 11s, whoa

Pull up in concord 11s, 11s
I got the breads too, she got the Breads too
I finna go make a move, a move

Whoa, ayy, yeah
I stand on my money, I feel like Wenemenyana

I don't even know that nigga name
I get front end, the backend, my Name in them lights and these Women be screamin' my name
Bought her a berk, got the cash Like a clerk
They tryin' to copy, but it ain't the Same, nah

A hundred percent
Aye
I'm going a hundred percent
Fasho
I go a hundred percent
You know
Like Frieza a hundred percent
Uh huh
Yeah
100 percent
Let go
I'm going a hundred percent
Woah
Yeah you know I don't miss
Uh
Two hoes I Both got em' bent
They bent, they bent

Yah
Hundred percent
Uh
A hundred percent
Oh
A hundred percent
Shooting a hundred percent
I gave it a hundred percent
Put in a hundred percent
Two hoes both got em bent
Yah
Hundred percent

Going a hundred percent
I going a hundred percent
Like Frieza a hundred percent
Uh yeah
Hundred percent
I'm going a hundred percent
Yeah you know I don't miss
Two hoes I Both got em' bent