[Hook: YG]
100 bottles in the club for no reason
^!$$%s start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin'

100 bottles in the club for no reason
^!$$%s start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin'
100 bottles in the club for no reason

100 bottles in the club, 100 bottles in the club for no reason
^!$$%s start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin'


[Verse 1: Jeezy]
I'm in that (?) smokin' like a Marley
(?) so loud soundin' like a Harley

(?) in my hand but it ain't a phony
Nobody get shot then it ain't a party
Versace on my feet, Versace on my belt

I'm at the road dealer, I don't need help
And the %#@! that I'm packin' make the seat melt
(?) ridin' shotgun on the seatbelt

My doors open up backwards, no way
No use talkin' like you still $#&@ with Jose
(?) got some bad (*##$es $#&@in' with my Fungsway

So much rose gold, got thorns on it
Half a million dollar car for no reason
And we keep the clubs full like the Four Seasons


[Hook: YG]



[Verse 2: Nipsey Hu$$le]
I'mma ball on you ^!$$%s, I'm takin' all of they (*##$es

Now they see they can't be us, try to fly with us ^!$$%
No facade my ^!$$%, I'm zero tolerance ^!$$%
Over two things, my folks and economy ^!$$%

^!$$%s gotta be kiddin', don't ever challenge me ^!$$%
Got a $#&@ed up $$# temper, I'd prolly kill 'em
And I ain't the one to start it but I'd prolly finish

If I don't send him to the grave then it's probably the dentist
Look ya'll ^!$$%s should prolly listen
All I'm speakin' is real %#@!, I should start a religion

Ya'll lookin' like ya'll all on your feelin's
When you see us in the club, all these bottles and (*##$es
$#&@ it, I got money for the case, I got money for the ace

I got money for an eighth, I got money in the safe
'Bout to pull it out and drop money on the (?)


[Hook: YG]

[Verse 3: RJ]

They call me R mother$#&@er
If you with your broad you should cuff her
I saw my momma I'mma need three feet

Cause these (*##$es want pictures, ^!$$%s want somethin' free
Still got a lil raw in my draws lowkey
Slow poke, Joe Clark, ^!$$% lean on me

Crushin' only codeine, I be flirtin' with the fuego
100 bottles, can't even see the table
Dope fiend, a ^!$$% screamin' out the label

Put you on the set or I can put you on the payroll
Hanging off the roof like what's up with that (*##$
Suckin' me and ^!$$%s (?), you in love with that (*##$

^!$$%s die for a lick, shots till we equal
I made it out the sand but it's still (?) Pedro
I'm (?)


[Hook: YG]