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Lyricist: Ty Dolla $ign
Lyrics:
[intro Future] you Know What's Going On, Yeah over There And Over There, Okay
[child's Voice] cut It Up
[hook Future & Ty Dolla $ign] ordered Up A Hundred Ross, Need A Benz Like Blas, Blas i'm Just, Whipping Maserati, I'm Just (Skurr, Skurr, Skurr, Skurr) blas, Blas, Blas blas, Blas, Blas, Blas ordered Up A Hundred Bottles In The Club Like Blas, Blas whipping Maserati (Skurr, Skurr, Skurr, Skurr) ohh, Blas, Blas, Blas, Yeah, Yeah
[verse 1 Ty Dolla $ign] blas, Blas, Blas, All I Drink Is Bombay when I'm With My Niggas, I Might Drink That Henny smoking Kush In Public, Motherfuck The Police i Ain't Scared To Die, On Them Dead Homies hit Them Licks, Wh-Whipping The Bricks still With The Shit, I'm Young And I'm Rich, Young And I'm Rich i Got Hoes, Nigga, I Got Hoes In Different Area Codes i Think I'm Nate Dogg i Started From The Ground, I'm That Nigga Now i Stay With The Loud, Can You Hear Me Now and My Bitch Cold, She A Centerfold put Her On A Stand, And She Never Told
[hook Future & Ty Dolla $ign] ordered Up A Hundred Ross, Need A Benz Like Blas, Blas i'm Just, Whipping Maserati, I'm Just (Skurr, Skurr, Skurr, Skurr) blas, Blas, Blas blas, Blas, Blas, Blas ordered Up A Hundred Bottles In The Club Like Blas, Blas whipping Maserati (Skurr, Skurr, Skurr, Skurr) ohh, Blas, Blas, Blas, Yeah, Yeah
[verse 2 Slim Jxmmi] i Break The Bank Like An Athlete, Hon shawty Krunk Drunk, Fucking Up Her New Louboutins if I Let Her In My Masi She Might Be A Trending Topic before She Gotta Ride It, Bust It, Pop It, Blas, Blas been Spent Your Rent And I'm Still Blowing Big Faces something 'bout Them Ben Franklins Make Any Bitch Get Naked crew Got The Juice, Bitch You Don't Need No Chasers ball On These Niggas, I Need Knee Replacements
[hook Future & Ty Dolla $ign] ordered Up A Hundred Ross, Need A Benz Like Blas, Blas i'm Just, Whipping Maserati, I'm Just (Skurr, Skurr, Skurr, Skurr) blas, Blas, Blas blas, Blas, Blas, Blas ordered Up A Hundred Bottles In The Club Like Blas, Blas whipping Maserati (Skurr, Skurr, Skurr, Skurr) ohh, Blas, Blas, Blas, Yeah, Yeah
[verse 3 Swae Lee] sipping Out The Jug Until I Feel It In My Body i Was, Uh, Hoping You Were Salty When You Saw Me keep A Rowdy Scene Around Me, All We Do Is Dip And Dab got Twin Turbos On Twin Turbos And Them Bitches Really Smash it's A 5050 Chance I Might Ditch Ya (Ditch Ya) it's A 5050 Chance That These Niggas Didn't Pitch In i'm Pouring Up 'til I Can't No More i Swear Everything I See Slow Mo
[hook Future & Ty Dolla $ign] ordered Up A Hundred Ross, Need A Benz Like Blas, Blas i'm Just, Whipping Maserati, I'm Just (Skurr, Skurr, Skurr, Skurr) blas, Blas, Blas blas, Blas, Blas, Blas ordered Up A Hundred Bottles In The Club Like Blas, Blas whipping Maserati (Skurr, Skurr, Skurr, Skurr) ohh, Blas, Blas, Blas, Yeah, Yeah
[outro Future] alcohol And Chronic, Yeah, That's All We Want alcohol And Chronic, Yeah, That's All We Want alcohol And Chronic, Yeah, That's All We Want alcohol And Chronic, Yeah, That's All We Want that's All We Want that's All We Want that's All We Want that's All We Want
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