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Future - 100 Shooters Lyrics
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(Tay Keith f*ck these niggas up)

Yeah, The Wizzard

Woo



Perrier-Jouët, no tap water, this the real face

F*ck the bitch, broke her heart

She think we still dating

Three choppers sitting in the car, we playin' real safe

Fifty million dollars in cash, that's a cold case

Spent so much cash on Chanel, they wanna see ID

Bust down on her, Oochie Wally, I'm so Sincere



Got a hundred shooters sittin' outside

Got a hundred shooters sittin' outside



Yeah, uh, fifty mil' buried in my safe, that's a graveyard

F*cked the bitch, seen her with her man, I had to play it off

Dreamchasers with just like a label, we got A&Rs

Famous hoe, she threw me that pussy and I'ma slay her raw

Yeah, you are now welcome to the Player's Ball (you're welcome)

Whole lotta money lottery shit, yeah (whoa, whoa)

Hundred shooters, I can get your clique hit (whoa, whoa)

Get my dick suck in the Lambo while I stick shit

Big shit, baby, it's the big fish

Only VVS in my necklace and my wrist lit

I could wipe my ass with these hunnids, I'm the shit bitch

Shot up in her DM like James Harden, it went swish, swish

I'm sippin'



Perrier-Jouët, no tap water, this the real face

F*ck the bitch, broke her heart

She think we still dating

Three choppers sitting in the car, we playin' real safe

Fifty million dollars in cash, that's a cold case

Spent so much cash on Chanel, they wanna see ID

Bust down on her, Oochie Wally, I'm so Sincere



Got a hundred shooters sittin' outside

Got a hundred shooters sittin' outside



I've been gettin' richer and richer

Damn near piss on bitches

I've been thinking real vindictive

Kill the opps, f*ck their sisters

F*ck the Catholics, send my Christians

Semi-automatic, I got vision

Diamond cuts and they princess nigga

No rap, cap, gave away Bentleys nigga

Got a car for a watch, got a watch for a house

Send my automatic Glock, get you block washed out

Bad bitch tried to rape me, tried to pull my cock out

I got murder money, so this shit can get hostile



Perrier-Jouët, no tap water, this the real face

F*ck the bitch, broke her heart

She think we still dating

Three choppers sitting in the car, we playin' real safe

Fifty million dollars in cash, that's a cold case

Spent so much cash on Chanel, they wanna see ID

Bust down on her, Oochie Wally, I'm so Sincere (yeah yeah)



Got a hundred shooters sittin' outside

Got a hundred shooters sittin' outside



Nose out Then your clique come slide

Got a hundred shooters sittin' outside

Yeah, all my bitches treat me just like God

I told 'em jump bitch ask how high? (Oh really?) Yeah

Opps said that I'm a die, I ain't dead

One in the head, put it right to your head, bitch

Give a f*ck about the Feds, I ain't scared (no)

I ain't put down my gun, I ain't Craig (boom, boom, boom)

Yeah, dissin' on the 'Gram then I'm slidin' in his DM

Only time Doe busy playing 'round is with your BM, uh

Got a hundred shooters parked outside

And they gon' kill you when you walk outside (oh really?



Perrier-Jouët, no tap water, this the real face

F*ck the bitch, broke her heart

She think we still dating

Three choppers sitting in the car, we playin' real safe

Fifty million dollars in cash, that's a cold case

Spent so much cash on Chanel, they wanna see ID

Bust down on her, Oochie Wally, I'm so Sincere



Got a hundred shooters sittin' outside

Got a hundred shooters sittin' outside



(Got a hundred shooters sittin' outside)

(Got a hundred shooters sittin' outside)

(Got a hundred shooters sittin' outside)

(Got a hundred shooters sittin' outside)
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(Tay Keith f*ck these niggas up)

Yeah, The Wizzard

Woo



Perrier-Jouët, no tap water, this the real face

F*ck the bitch, broke her heart

She think we still dating

Three choppers sitting in the car, we playin' real safe

Fifty million dollars in cash, that's a cold case

Spent so much cash on Chanel, they wanna see ID

Bust down on her, Oochie Wally, I'm so Sincere



Got a hundred shooters sittin' outside

Got a hundred shooters sittin' outside



Yeah, uh, fifty mil' buried in my safe, that's a graveyard

F*cked the bitch, seen her with her man, I had to play it off

Dreamchasers with just like a label, we got A&Rs

Famous hoe, she threw me that pussy and I'ma slay her raw

Yeah, you are now welcome to the Player's Ball (you're welcome)

Whole lotta money lottery shit, yeah (whoa, whoa)

Hundred shooters, I can get your clique hit (whoa, whoa)

Get my dick suck in the Lambo while I stick shit

Big shit, baby, it's the big fish

Only VVS in my necklace and my wrist lit

I could wipe my ass with these hunnids, I'm the shit bitch

Shot up in her DM like James Harden, it went swish, swish

I'm sippin'



Perrier-Jouët, no tap water, this the real face

F*ck the bitch, broke her heart

She think we still dating

Three choppers sitting in the car, we playin' real safe

Fifty million dollars in cash, that's a cold case

Spent so much cash on Chanel, they wanna see ID

Bust down on her, Oochie Wally, I'm so Sincere



Got a hundred shooters sittin' outside

Got a hundred shooters sittin' outside



I've been gettin' richer and richer

Damn near piss on bitches

I've been thinking real vindictive

Kill the opps, f*ck their sisters

F*ck the Catholics, send my Christians

Semi-automatic, I got vision

Diamond cuts and they princess nigga

No rap, cap, gave away Bentleys nigga

Got a car for a watch, got a watch for a house

Send my automatic Glock, get you block washed out

Bad bitch tried to rape me, tried to pull my cock out

I got murder money, so this shit can get hostile



Perrier-Jouët, no tap water, this the real face

F*ck the bitch, broke her heart

She think we still dating

Three choppers sitting in the car, we playin' real safe

Fifty million dollars in cash, that's a cold case

Spent so much cash on Chanel, they wanna see ID

Bust down on her, Oochie Wally, I'm so Sincere (yeah yeah)



Got a hundred shooters sittin' outside

Got a hundred shooters sittin' outside



Nose out Then your clique come slide

Got a hundred shooters sittin' outside

Yeah, all my bitches treat me just like God

I told 'em jump bitch ask how high? (Oh really?) Yeah

Opps said that I'm a die, I ain't dead

One in the head, put it right to your head, bitch

Give a f*ck about the Feds, I ain't scared (no)

I ain't put down my gun, I ain't Craig (boom, boom, boom)

Yeah, dissin' on the 'Gram then I'm slidin' in his DM

Only time Doe busy playing 'round is with your BM, uh

Got a hundred shooters parked outside

And they gon' kill you when you walk outside (oh really?



Perrier-Jouët, no tap water, this the real face

F*ck the bitch, broke her heart

She think we still dating

Three choppers sitting in the car, we playin' real safe

Fifty million dollars in cash, that's a cold case

Spent so much cash on Chanel, they wanna see ID

Bust down on her, Oochie Wally, I'm so Sincere



Got a hundred shooters sittin' outside

Got a hundred shooters sittin' outside



(Got a hundred shooters sittin' outside)

(Got a hundred shooters sittin' outside)

(Got a hundred shooters sittin' outside)

(Got a hundred shooters sittin' outside)
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Writer: Brytavious Chambers, Isam Mostafa, Kevin Gomringer, Nayvadius Wilburn, Robert Rihmeek Williams, Tim Gomringer
Copyright: Lyrics © ARENA MUSIC PUBLISHING, Universal Music Publishing Group, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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