[Hook: YG]

100 bottles in the club for no reason

Niggas start trippin' boom bow, dope fiendin'

100 bottles in the club for no reason

Niggas 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

Niggas 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 bitches ***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 niggas, I'm takin' all of they bitches

Now they see they can't be us, try to fly with us nigga

No facade my nigga, I'm zero tolerance nigga

Over two things, my folks and economy nigga

Niggas gotta be kiddin', don't ever challenge me nigga

Got a ***ed up ass 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 niggas 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 bitches

*** 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 bitches want pictures, niggas want somethin' free

Still got a lil raw in my draws lowkey

Slow poke, Joe Clark, nigga lean on me

Crushin' only codeine, I be flirtin' with the fuego

100 bottles, can't even see the table

Dope fiend, a nigga 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 bitch

Suckin' me and niggas (?), you in love with that bitch

Niggas die for a lick, shots till we equal

I made it out the sand but it's still (?) Pedro

I'm (?) [Hook: YG]