30s, 50s, 100s - Shy Glizzy

Well that’s a fact, remember I ain’t had shit

And a nigga had to jack

Use to run up with the MAC

Like «What you got?»

(What you got?)

Take 'em way, way back when we was beatin' on the pots (Way back)

Little mama is a roller (Yah)

Yeah, she a thot

You musta been the one that told her, that she a snack

Yeah, they call me young Jefe from the bottom of the map (Young Jefe)

We got 30s, 50s, 100s, on the bottom of these straps

Yeah, I stepped up in that bitch, almost got attacked

That .45, I tuck it when I’m sneakin' in the back (Gat)

Soon as I throw them bands, them bitches bust it on my lap (Bang)

Somebody gotta flash it when they bustin' in the trap

She ask me what’s my name (Yah)

I said 'Racks!" (Racks)

That bitch ain’t playin' no games, when she hopped in this Maybach

And she let me film it, I can hit the playback (Yah)

Bitch I carry three guns, I shoot just like A.I.

(Swish)

Yeah I stay fly, that shit will hurt a hater ass

A nigga play with Jefe, then a nigga gon' die (A nigga gon')

Yeah, I know these rappers like to lie

But I’m a real fuckin' trapper and I carry that shit with pride

Oh you heard I’m gettin' rich?

(Yah)

Well that’s a fact, remember I ain’t had shit

And a nigga had to jack

Use to run up with the MAC

Like «What you got?»

(What you got?)

Take 'em way, way back when we was beatin' on the pots (Way back)

Little mama is a roller (Yah)

Yeah, she a thot

You musta been the one that told her, that she a snack

Yeah, they call me young Jefe from the bottom of the map (Young Jefe)

We got 30s, 50s, 100s, on the bottom of these straps

Boy, you playin' around with pennies

I got them Benjis

She don’t know shit ‘bout no hemmies (No)

She like them Bentleys

Ask about a real nigga, she ain’t had any

Then she asked about these fuck niggas

She done has plenty (Goddamn, goddamn)

Homie, he can keep her

She did what I need

I got her on that St. Regis

Yah, that’s where we meet

Hey señorita, she gon' let me beat it (Hey, hey)

Yeah, you know I keep that heater

Got played and you leave her

Bitch you blowin' up (Yah) you the damn broad

Go 30 floors, top, then take your pants off (Yah)

Never too much (Never too much), quick to fire and draw

Niggas play with us (Play with us), then we gon' blast off

Oh you heard I’m gettin' rich?

(Yah)

Well that’s a fact, remember I ain’t had shit

And a nigga had to jack

Use to run up with the MAC

Like «What you got?»

(What you got?)

Take 'em way, way back when we was beatin' on the pots (Way back)

Little mama is a roller (Yah)

Yeah, she a thot

You musta been the one that told her, that she a snack

Yeah, they call me young Jefe from the bottom of the map (Young Jefe)

We got 30s, 50s, 100s, on the bottom of these straps