They Ain't 100

Fuck them, I don't know, them they ain't 100
 In my German car drop a big pack on my young gunner
 In the trap I make mad stacks off one number
 When your at the pot you can lose it all on one fuck up
 On the Harrow Road and I'm driving slow with one ucker
 When I tell her suck she don't say much not one stutter
 My nigga Sav poked a lot of yutes with one cutter
 Feds kicked it in got my niggas yard on the front cover
 Free'em, man's really out'ere in the deep end
 My Louboutin shoes are on season
 Used to trap all night it was freezing
 This Samsung keeps on beating
 The Shard is where I'm sleeping
 Some steak is what I'm eating
 Im in Gaucho's with the G's them
 I put six bags on my left wrist
 Put my brother Dotz on my necklace
 Got my brothers locked on some next shit
 Got a raw box then I press it
 They talk it, I live it
 Gotta call for the four in the midget
 So I flew round to the kitchen
 I got a few ounce by the biscuits
 Young niggas getting street money till they lock me
 I got a white girl with a big back she talks cockney
 They see the kid and they skate out its not hockey
 Keep the dots in the gym bag true its stocky
 Whip, whip whip then I'm serving
 Skating round in a foreign car it straight German
 Gotta a bad bitch with a big back she likes twerking
 I gotta new trap and I told the cats it needs curtains
 He threw me a bird and I jacked him
 Me and him ain't squared till I burst him
 I dice packs and I drop packs on the workman
 I got stacks thats for certains
 I miss Dotz bro I'm hurting
 I'm with Mouth bro we're lurking
 I just buy straps I don't reason
 Cos' my man thinks we're beefin'
 But when I slide round I don't see him
 Or he's breezin' like a athlete
 The whole squad know I back beef
 Treat restaurants like they Mcd's
 Taught my young boy how to stack p's
 I came off of a crack fiend
 Throwing this paper no littering
 Age 15 I was bit'n'win
 Im eating in Gaucho's your getting slim
 I need two scales when I get it in
 Cooked two Z's in ten minutes
 Gotta trap spot I'm renting it
 Just cling and carbs no beds in it
 And I'm out the door if a feds in it
 Done alotta shit I ain't regretting it
 I get the raw and I'm extending it
 If the quotes hard then I'm blending it
 I dont know nothing 'bout no benefits
 Young niggas getting street money till they lock me
 I got a white girl with a big back she talks cockney
 They see the kid and they skate out its not hockey
 Keep the dots in the gym bag true its stocky
 Fuck them I don't know them they ain't 100
 In my german car drop a big pack on my young gunner
 In the trap I make mad stacks off one number
 When your at the pot you can lose it all on one fuck