100 Bands (Album Version) (Feat. Quavo, YG & Meek Mill)

Whoop, woo Y'all already know who I am Right Mustard on the beat, ho Let's go Chorus: Quavo Hunnid bands Oh, woo, hunnid bands Oh, woo Hunnid bands Oh, hunnid bands Oh, hunnid bands Ten bands Oh, ten bands in the right hand Oh, right Ten bands Oh, hey in my left hand Oh, let's go, yeah Verse 1: Quavo Make her best friend Woo be her hype man Hype man You keep going big Woo she wanna fight, damn Going big Bad bitches in my city catching flights, damn Bad Popping big bands when they hit the lights, damn Cash I pull down on your city In your city, they fuck with me City And these bitches fucking with me 'Cause I represent my city Fuck with me In the kitchen, you can witness All this cash that we gettin' Whoop If you started, we gon' finish Whole gang with the bidness Here we go, bidness, bow Chorus: Quavo Hunnid bands Oh, woo, hunnid bands Oh, woo Hunnid bands Oh, hunnid bands Oh, hunnid bands Ten bands Oh, ten bands in the right hand Oh, right Ten bands Oh, hey in my left hand Oh, here we go Verse 2: 21 Savage What's a hunnid racks I throw it real quick Straight up Thought it was a limp, this way this stripper do a split Split One nine four two, get the bad bitches lit On God New Chanel purse, every time she throw a fit Straight up Drop it to the floor, make your knees touch your toes 21 I'm on group facetime, me and all my hoes On God You can send me nudes, on my mom I won't expose Straight up Halfback sweep, I'ma pass her to my bros Sweet Fake kick, I'ma let my brother catch the two-point Bitches like singles, Savage always got a new joint Thought he was a gangster, but he snitching yeah, oink, oink Work too hard bitch, you can't get a coin, coin 21 Chorus: Quavo, 21 Savage, & YG Hunnid bands Woo, 21, hunnid bands Woo, 21 Hunnid bands, hunnid bands Straight up, hunnid bands Ten bands Straight up, ten bands in the right hand Right, 4Hunnid Ten bands Hey in my left hand On god Verse 3: YG Santa Claus bag, ho sit up on you Ho sit Suge Knight bag, had the shooters get up on you Flip You see the red Lamborghini as I hit the corner As I hit the corner YG got his shit together, he a business owner Oh, oh Popping tags, shopping bags, nigga I gotta brag Gotta brag The YSL don't fit, I ain't take it back Fuck that shit Ella Mai trippin', we do a lot of that A lot of that But it ain't ever 'bout a bitch, we trip to cobble Jack Skrrt, ayy Big bands on me drumline Big bands I just let the money talk, don't need no punchline I like the sunshine so I said, Fuck the rules What is that If you 'bout a bag, holla suu whoop Let's go Chorus: Quavo & Meek Mill Hunnid bands Oh, woo, hunnid bands Oh, woo Hunnid bands Oh, hunnid bands Oh, hunnid bands Ten bands Oh, ten bands in the right hand Oh, right Ten bands Oh, hey in my left hand Oh, Yeah, yeah Verse 4: Meek Mill More money More money, more bitches More bitches More milli's More milli's, more riches Yeah Uno, dos, tres, cuatro, I got four bitches And they squatting on that dick like they doin' fitness Said he looking for me, came through in the drop top Skrrt Spent a corner in the dorm, while the opps watch Let's get it I'm too rich to go through somethin' about a thot, thot Huh Feds grabbed you, you back home, oh you a cop, cop Huh This shit serious This shit serious Bad bitch gon' give me brain, she on her period She on her period In the trenches of Dubai, they don't know where he is Where ya at Is that a bird No, that's a jet, yeah, there he is Gang Chorus: Quavo & Meek Mill Hunnid bands Oh, Gat, hunnid bands Oh, Gat Hunnid bands Oh, Gat, hunnid bands Oh, hunnid bands Ten bands Oh, let's get it in the right hand Oh, right, woah Ten bands Woah, woah in my left hand