This is a song about "100 bags"

I can feel your heart beating fast

But this shit is 100% fact

I'm the motherfucking direct devil so are u ready to dance,

One, two, three little fags, they fuck with my homies so i grab out the body bags,

100 below centigrade

H2o flow and i don't hold gate

And that was when i was in the eighth grade

Always keep it 100/ neva mind a fake

I want millions of body bags

Yeah, red bottoms, she ain't trying to dance

I'll get u tagged like bags at boutiques//

Absurd g, chickens clucking for bird seeds

Leave you in body bags before ems arrive,

I'm the author for gangsters, tough guys

I'm like a crack addict

The bags have been packed and zipped