100 BARS by Surf Lyrics
[Intro]
Weaver
[Verse 1]
It's Surf time
Can't nobody come take shit from me 'cause I earned mine
I'll serve my dick on a plate before I serve time
How the fuck I'm signing all these checks without a co-sign?
Choke slam the pussy in the bed, like a clothesline
I can't even read analog, I got no time
They said, "You want the Bimmer or the Benz?"
Bitch, they both mine
They said that we could only bе friends, bitch, they both lying
She think she hurting me
We just got some packs inside the mail, it's strong like Hercules
I just popped like two beans, one don't work for me
Bitch, I'm tryna fuck your friend, you ain't curving me
Last time I heard you let him fuck, you gave him third degree
I really should just take my ass to school, get my third degree
I broke her heart and fixed it right up, I gave her surgery
I'll spill lean on Burberry, it's just a shirt to me
Two bitches want me at the same time, I made 'em race
Six digits in my bank account, I just made a face
Fucked a bitch and put her on a martyr, that's a great escape
I don't know what the fuck I be doing, I just make her wait
I don't know what the fuck her name is, I'm just saving face
I don't know what the fuck I'ma finna eat, I'm just saying grace
I don't know how the fuck I'm getting money, I just paper chase
The IRS be watching my shit, I can't bank with Chase
[Verse 2]
Let's go do it
Bend it over, throw that shit back, bitch, don't move it
I can't fuck with broke hoes, they be so stupid
Bitch, don't ask for my phone, you can't go through it
They all like my voice, I make dope music
Your boyfriend so lame, he make no music
How the fuck he fall off? He was never on
How the fuck you feeding your kids when you never home?
Everything that I say is true, bitch, I'm never wrong
9/11 was an inside job, bitch, do the math
Corona virus was an inside job, bitch, do the math
The CDC wanna kill niggas, but, we knew that
I don't like doing no beef, bitch, I'm going vegan
If it's plenty fish inside the sea, then I'm goin' seeking
Bitch, you broke my heart, how the fuck we even?
You don't have no car, how the fuck you leaving?
I can't do this shit
Bad bitch work at Subway, making tuna fish
Beat the pack, smack down, raw, I'm abusing it
Why she always tryna use the TV when I'm using it?
I don't even got a bitch to cry about, I'm losing it
Bitch, don't give me no Xans, I'm refusing it
You say that you not dumb, but you proving it
I don't beef with nobody, bitch, I'm cooling it
[Outro]
That's a hundred bars
Know some niggas behind the bars, broke a hundred laws
Big bag on my shoulder, like I'm Santa Claus
Just wait 'til I get older, I'm the fucking Oz
Weaver
[Verse 1]
It's Surf time
Can't nobody come take shit from me 'cause I earned mine
I'll serve my dick on a plate before I serve time
How the fuck I'm signing all these checks without a co-sign?
Choke slam the pussy in the bed, like a clothesline
I can't even read analog, I got no time
They said, "You want the Bimmer or the Benz?"
Bitch, they both mine
They said that we could only bе friends, bitch, they both lying
She think she hurting me
We just got some packs inside the mail, it's strong like Hercules
I just popped like two beans, one don't work for me
Bitch, I'm tryna fuck your friend, you ain't curving me
Last time I heard you let him fuck, you gave him third degree
I really should just take my ass to school, get my third degree
I broke her heart and fixed it right up, I gave her surgery
I'll spill lean on Burberry, it's just a shirt to me
Two bitches want me at the same time, I made 'em race
Six digits in my bank account, I just made a face
Fucked a bitch and put her on a martyr, that's a great escape
I don't know what the fuck I be doing, I just make her wait
I don't know what the fuck her name is, I'm just saving face
I don't know what the fuck I'ma finna eat, I'm just saying grace
I don't know how the fuck I'm getting money, I just paper chase
The IRS be watching my shit, I can't bank with Chase
[Verse 2]
Let's go do it
Bend it over, throw that shit back, bitch, don't move it
I can't fuck with broke hoes, they be so stupid
Bitch, don't ask for my phone, you can't go through it
They all like my voice, I make dope music
Your boyfriend so lame, he make no music
How the fuck he fall off? He was never on
How the fuck you feeding your kids when you never home?
Everything that I say is true, bitch, I'm never wrong
9/11 was an inside job, bitch, do the math
Corona virus was an inside job, bitch, do the math
The CDC wanna kill niggas, but, we knew that
I don't like doing no beef, bitch, I'm going vegan
If it's plenty fish inside the sea, then I'm goin' seeking
Bitch, you broke my heart, how the fuck we even?
You don't have no car, how the fuck you leaving?
I can't do this shit
Bad bitch work at Subway, making tuna fish
Beat the pack, smack down, raw, I'm abusing it
Why she always tryna use the TV when I'm using it?
I don't even got a bitch to cry about, I'm losing it
Bitch, don't give me no Xans, I'm refusing it
You say that you not dumb, but you proving it
I don't beef with nobody, bitch, I'm cooling it
[Outro]
That's a hundred bars
Know some niggas behind the bars, broke a hundred laws
Big bag on my shoulder, like I'm Santa Claus
Just wait 'til I get older, I'm the fucking Oz