This is a song about "100 mph"

This beat is a mahi tuna floating in some shark water

Talkin texas 100 im talking av summers are deafnetly warmer

My lyrics will be getting a 100% rate

I'm laughing; you couldn't wait to escape

Might as well get it off yo’ chest

100 percent put the old to rest

100 to the top yeah you know the realest soar,

The cp3 of this rap game, i bet my nigga score

Keep your mouth close, you fucking with a dope boy

But booya booya boy 100 bars of death assassinate destroy

But i'm feelin' my dancei had one pill left

I come back 100 percent, full effect

Like the limbs on ya feet, i suppose

For all the killas and the 100 dollar hoes

Who’s iller, i’ll wait

100 below centigrade