$100 Socks - Clyde Carson, Larry June

I’m thinkin' I switched my gears again, I’m steering clear

They thinkin' I ain’t gon' come around, I still appear

Yeah, smashin' like I’m supposed to, flow is still the ocean

Yeah, she just want the dopest, she just caught me posted

Magnificent, right now, on some G.O.A.T.

shit

Pineapple pop mixed in with her Patrón sips

It used to be no mattress, just a couch

No AC in the summer, but we still figured it out, right

Yeah, send my condolence

For every nigga that got took out over ho shit

Niggas be mad, niggas be feeling entitled, halitosis

It get funky, it get spunky, watch out who you close with

Super bad with me, switchin' when she walkin'

Yeah, got the kinda hustle that you don’t see often, yeah

Grindin' all these hours, need a bigger profit

Told me that you tryna get further, and now we locked in

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, man

Good job

Jumpin' out this four-door, it’s lookin' like she saw a ghost

Cuban link gold, one glance and the bitch chose

I don’t pimp no more, but these shoes like havin' hoes

Merchandise sellin' out the roof, I need to cop a store

I don’t need to cop no more Rollies, 'cause I got four

Bucket hat one-twenty with the lil' monkey on it

Three-hundred-dollar cup holder, no soda on it (Numbers)

In Trader Joes with this 40 cal, I don’t trust nothin'

Pulled up in that ASC McLaren, BBS’s on it (Yes, Lord)

Money just hit a lil' different when you thug for it

You ain’t even got a hundred racks, what you clubbin' for?

If you ever see me in a suit, it’s probably Tom Ford (Good job)

My son and some money the only thing I got time for

Bitch, you gotta work around my schedule, it’s bad for you (What's happenin'?)

Baby, I don’t cherish no pussy, I like Lambos (Lambos)

Third grade, nigga used to dream 'bout them Land Rovers (For real)

Hundred-dollar socks, on the beach eatin' mangos (Mangos)

'87 Vette, donkey rope, and a Kangol (Good job)

Twenty thousand dollars if we talkin' what the chain cost (Numbers)

No diamonds, nigga, pure gold, I don’t play with 'em, what’s happenin'?

Man, uh

Goddamn, sock it to me

Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Man

Good job

Yeah

What the?

Yeah

What the?

Yeah

What the?

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