[Intro: Courtney Bell]
Blatt, body
(Kilo)

[Verse 1: Courtney Bell]
Ayy, it was a hundred on that chop', now it's a hundred in the safe
You just spent that on the watch, boy, I took that to the bank
What you own on your block? All you n***as got is chains
Button pusher make a call to get these n***as out the way
Oh, they say that he for God now, he don't be on no street shit
Just 'cause I mediate don't mean I won't jump in the deep end
I be for the love, but cross a line and we'll sweep shit
Know these n***as hate us, play the role like we don't peep shit That beef shit, we be really on that and we vegan
No defense, how you out here actin' like you bleed shit?
You tweakin', I be known to fellowship with demons
Have one-on-ones with God and they'll send you to the reaper Believe me, lettin' go of my old ways wasn't easy
Don't tempt me, I still'll squeeze a clip until it's empty
We on that, cutty still pressin' where the flo' jacks
Jacks just touched, he on his way to bring some mo' back
We up some, heard it's money waitin', where the flo' at?
I'm healed now, so it's certain places I can't go back
Shit real now, cross a line and you'll get a toe tag
It's COVID through the hood, they slidin' broad day with no mask

[Chorus: Courtney Bell]
One hundred
Hmm, one, two, three, four, five, six
Nah, n***a, I'm one hundred (Ayy)
Money counter goin', I don't count, then it's gon' stop at one hundred (At one hundred)
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
N***a, that's one hundred (N***a, that's one hundred)
If these n***as get to blowin' (Phew), know I'm goin' and this chopper hold a hundred (Phew)
[Verse 2: Icewear Vezzo]
Made a mill', then another mill', add a double mills (Well, duh)
Cullinan, went and bought a crib with a other mill' (On my mom)
Hundred mill', I'ma touch, for real, but I'm runnin' still (Yeah)
N***as know I'm with this shit for real, win in colosseums (Bitch)
Yeah, bitch, that's the whole plan (Whole plan)
Froze ice from them cold nights of my old life (Ooh)
Vacheron, look like strobe lights, Rollie rose white (Yeah)
I'm the type, ain't wearin' Cartier watches, that's what hoes like Since a young n***a, been on one, I had grown pape'
Ain't no big homies or no plug, got my own pay
Got it out the mud from the spots to the roadway (Yeah)
New Wraith, pull up Bentley, drop right out the showcase

[Chorus: Courtney Bell]
One hundred
Hmm, one, two, three, four, five, six
Nah, n***a, I'm one hundred (Ayy)
Money counter goin', I don't count, then it's gon' stop at one hundred (At one hundred)
Don't start no shit, it won't be no shit
N***a, that's one hundred (N***a, that's one hundred)
If these n***as get to blowin' (Phew), know I'm goin' and this chopper hold a hundred (Phew)

[Outro: Courtney Bell]
Ayy, I be tweakin' on the low, I be geekin' on the high
I'll turn to John Q if you play with one of mine
You know I'm good on my side, ain't I really from the 9?
From the skud to the dark, I be screamin', "Free the guys"
You ain't ready for that pressure, I can see it in yo' eyes