(Bridge #1):

Got me my smokes, Got me some lyrics

Ain't got no money, but I ain't trippin
Got me my mental, got me my hustle
And I'm gon' get mine when its time

Teacher teacher shoots me down
Said I'm broke
And been doing this for a while

But I got 100 milli in my head

(Verse 1):


I ain't got a 100 thousand yet
But I got 100 milli in my head

Coming at my head? got my headlights on
Get up on, it's the don dominating what you on
Cool guy's smooth guy psalm

Who like? you like fool like songs?
Pumpin Superman blood, this the kryptonite
Get a grip tonight

Throw a fit with your fist tonight
For the past 2 nights a silent killer with a smile since I been too nice
Sickle cell with the pencil skills

Got a wish and I wish you well
While you drown in a wishing well since you wished I'd fail, frail boy


(Hook):

I ain't got 100 thousand yet

But I got a hundred milli in my head
I ain't got 100 thousand yet
But I got a hundred milli in my head

I ain't got 100 thousand yet
But I got a hundred billi in my head
I ain't got 100 thousand yet

But I got a hundred milli in my head

(Verse 2):


Guinness Book feat when his feet on a feature
Kilo by the kilometer how I'm runnin' weight like its game with no sneakers (slippers)

Been about a year since that caesar, seen ya
Sippin' on that lean till you lean like Pisa into my space then you seized a seizure
Hiroshima bombed while I snack on pizza, ease up

Told her she's gon die yellin "YOLO"!
Told me I'm gon die buying Polo
My zone's extraterrestrial, Baduizm dude with no afro to pick

Idol or your rival, $$#hole pick
I just can't idle while you ponder on this


(Hook):
I ain't got 100 thousand yet
But I got a hundred milli in my head

I ain't got 100 thousand yet
But I got a hundred milli in my head
I ain't got 100 thousand yet

But I got a hundred billi in my head
I ain't got 100 thousand yet
But I got a hundred milli in my head


(Verse 3):


Writeous dude left you in a synagogue, sinnin' cause you bout them jewels
Get up in rhythm, I'll explain in a few
For lent I gave up lint

So deranged with his aim, understand what I slang I done came for the reign now the rain over your head
Rang the doorbell of rings, bills paid and the finer things
Finders keepers and I found my lane

Get up in my mind and be out your brain
John Coltrane swang like a Colt 45 copycat's Cobain now that envy "Bleach"'d out and ain't no stains
100 million dollars the minimum to have this no name be a known name

Independent hit em, my ^!$$% pitchin' them 8 balls
Trying to give you more cues than a pool hall on how to go too raw


(Bridge #2):
Put your hands up even if you think you're too cool (4x)
I woke up this morning feeling so good (4x)

(Hook):

I ain't got 100 thousand yet
But I got a hundred milli in my head
I ain't got 100 thousand yet
But I got a hundred milli in my head
I ain't got 100 thousand yet

But I got a hundred billi in my head
I ain't got 100 thousand yet
But I got a hundred milli in my head