Correction Lyrics 100 Shots by NLE Choppa

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(Cook that sh*t up, Quay)
Earthquake Quay up on the beat, Earthquake Quay up on the motherf**kin' beat, yeah, yeah
Yeah
Yeah

Hundred-some shots, I shoot up the spot
They don't know if I did it or not
They don't know if he'll make it or not
Whippin' the brick 'til I break out the pot
Post up with the Drac' while I'm thuggin' with Josh
Got a beam on my gun, he duckin' the dot
And blood on my side, he wipe 'em like snot
Don't you cry when I die, you better go slide
Go berserk in this b*t*h, off a Perc' in this b*t*h
Put my d**k in her hand, make her j*rk that sh*t
Put syrup on my d**k, I don't f**k with the sh*t
Goddamn, I damn near smacked that b*t*h

It's a high charge on the brick, 'cause I'ma smack it
Slap it, I ain't got a big homie, I don't even listen to my daddy
Remember them days I was ratchet
Now when you look at my wrist, it's a Patek
Get in the Demon, you know I'ma smash it
Give us a brick and you know we gon' wrap it
These special drugs, you know that we packin'
Take care of the pack like it was a nanny
Few months ago, I got head at the Grammys
That sh*t was too boring, I'm whorin' and askin'
Shoot him and his door, I'm DoorDash-in'
He dropped to the floor, but the gun keep clappin'
Why the f**k would I stop? 'Cause I wanna overkill
My homie said that's a dumb idea
So I put him on the sh*t bag, call him diarrhea
Don't call me slime, slatt, I am a Crip
Hundred-some shots, I shoot up the spot
They don't know if I did it or not
They don't know if he'll make it or not
Whippin' the brick 'til I break out the pot
Post up with the Drac' while I'm thuggin' with Josh
Got a beam on my gun, he duckin' the dot
And blood on my side, he wipe 'em like snot
Don't you cry when I die, you better go slide
Go berserk in this b*t*h, off a Perc' in this b*t*h
Put my d**k in her hand, make her j*rk that sh*t
Put syrup on my d**k, I don't f**k with the sh*t
Goddamn, I damn near smacked that b*t*h

I was missin' at first, but a shooter gonna grow
B*t*h f**ked my bro, but a ho gon' be a ho
My trap stay jumpin' 'cause my deals on the low
Junkie bought him a zip, but he really want coke
If the opps in the party, I'm leavin' the party
Get in my car, then shoot up the party
Fill up the clip, .223's in my carbine
Couple shots at the hip, have him runnin' retarded
I'm ahead of my time, I'm advanced with murder
Don't bring his name up 'cause I murked him
All of my n***as, they slidin' for purpose
Doin' the violence, you dyin' and hurtin'
Hundred-some shots, I shoot up the spot
They don't know if I did it or not
They don't know if he'll make it or not
Whippin' the brick 'til I break out the pot
Post up with the Drac' while I'm thuggin' with Josh
Got a beam on my gun, he duckin' the dot
And blood on my side, he wipe 'em like snot
Don't you cry when I die, you better go slide
Go berserk in this b*t*h, off a Perc' in this b*t*h
Put my d**k in her hand, make her j*rk that sh*t
Put syrup on my d**k, I don't f**k with the sh*t
Goddamn, I damn near smacked that b*t*h

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