[Intro: Tory Lanez]
Those n***as got bread
But it ain't nothing like me, ha
Hundred bandz on you
Hundred bandz on you
[Verse 1: Syph]
We top down in the summer time
Take flight when it gets cold
I put it down like H-town ‘cause my cup full and I sip slow
All I see is this money, n***a
Can't see a hater, got tunnel vision
Racks, all my true allegiance
Ballin' on ‘em is my prescription
I'm about to throw up and grow on this shawty
Her boyfriend a broke n***a but she think he ballin'
Bandz a make her dance so I throw it up
Hundred grand on the floor make you throw up
Nu money, money gang make you know us
In a drop top Ma**i doin' donuts
Know us, got my Louis shades on but I can see the money
Now white girl, she keep it comin'
Red bottoms and gold bottles, Louis XIII, that's n***a money
I put on game but she greed the money
But the game is meant to be sauce
Make a n***a wanna spend one hundred bandz
It's magic on that pole
[Hook: Tory Lanez]
He ain't got no time, baby girl I got
Put your money on me I got them bandz
Baby girl you want come f** with me
I'm in my section, baby girl look s**y
When you f** with me I got them dance
And it ain't no stress, and it ain't no stress
I might spend a hundred bandz on you
Like it ain't no conversation cause there ain't no time for waiting
Oh no, I got them hundred bandz on you
Cause there ain't no time
Them n***as got bread, but it ain't nothing like mine
But it ain't nothing like mine, but it ain't nothing like mine
Them n***as got bread, but it ain't nothing like me, ha
Hundred bandz on you, hundred bandz on you
[Verse 2: Syph]
Now all she want is a real n***a
Cause she tired of all them broke n***as
Twenty G's on her cinchilla
My money new, couldn't get better
Them hoes watch, you a transitter
b**h bad, she a fashion k**er
Head to toe in designer clothes
I got time for money you got time for hoes
Bankroll after bankroll
She got time, then I got a plan
Seen her [?] instagram you ain't taking flights
You need a better man
That p**y good I go dumb on it
Plus you keepin' it one hundred
Summer time we 650 when it's time we 700
We gon' ball until we fall out
[?]
Me and my n***as go all out
Got a hundred bad b**hes like a doghouse
[Hook: Tory Lanez]
He ain't got no time, baby girl I got
Put your money on me I got them bandz
Baby girl you want come f** with me
I'm in my section, baby girl look s**y
When you f** with me I got them dance
And it ain't no stress, and it ain't no stress
I might spend a hundred bandz on you
Like it ain't no conversation cause there ain't no time for waiting
Oh no, I got them hundred bandz on you
Cause there ain't no time
Them n***as got bread, but it ain't nothing like mine
But it ain't nothing like mine, but it ain't nothing like mine
Them n***as got bread, but it ain't nothing like me,ha
Hundred bandz on you, hundred bandz on you