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Kid Ink

Genres: Hip-Hop

100 Different Ways Lyrics - Kid Ink

It's 100 different ways get a young nigga high 

Been doin' all of 'em the same time 

Seen 'em go broke and I seen some die 

But it ain't been enough to change my mind 

I'm gone 

Lost in the crowd 

Blunts and bottles keep tossin' around 

Feel like both feet off of the groud 

It's 100 different ways we could take your chick 

How many shots can you take from the fifth 

It's now or never baby, take your pick 

Rocketshipshawty, I take off quick like woo 

Blowin' that smoke in the air 

We load it, open, we share 

With me, ain't nobody sober in here 

It's 100 different ways 

It's 100 different ways 

It's 100 different ways 

I got my ways 

I got my ways 

365, there's not enough days 

For me to get paid but nigga, I'm tryin' 

I can't sit back and recline 

I can't go back into time 

No Marty McFly, I can't go back to the slum 

Village of villains and niggas sellin' them dimes 

That shit could fuck up your mind 

Or it could turn men into mice 

You know the line, money ain't everythin' 

But it made all my problems disappear like a fuckin' mirage 

Treatin' champagne by the boat 

Burnin' and makin' one hell of a toast 

I got my ways, hop on the wave 

Teach you to swim baby, show you the stroke 

Since I lost my virginity, I been like 

Fuck you, pay me, everyday pay day 

Bet you the girl that I lost it to 

Tell bitches she hit it first, just like she Ray J 

I swear that she work at the club 

Now I threw her a 100 

One hand in the air, not the Nae Nae 

Not play date if she wanna kick it like Pele 

It's 100 different ways 

It's 100 different ways 

It's 100 different ways 

And I'm on number 9 

Prolly' on a few drugs all at the same time 

Couple hoes walkin' in, pussy poppin' for a nigga 

Couple niggas poppin' shots, no bottle for the liquor 

I'm gone, lost in the mansion 

4 in the mornin', got some texts, still advancin' 

Pull up to her spot with a bag, no trash bands 

Mr I-don't-give-a-fuck, you ain't gotta ask me shit 

Shit, been with the shit 

Gettin' all this money, I'mma spend all this shit 

All these Hollywood hoes, bitch been on my dick 

Goin' 0-100, hope the car don't flip 

I'm gone, all around the globe 

Collectin' passport stamps like Pokemon Go 

More more broke nights, heating up the house up by the stove 

Walk in any store now, buy anythin' I want 

Most of these rappers be lyin' to win 

While me and my niggas been winnin' 

Beginnin' to gettin' to actin' to 

Closin' conditions, it's different 

You act like you don't but your bitch know the difference 

No clothes in the gap so allow me to ditch them myself 

And I help you for instance you bitches 

Are interest for bein' a hashtag 

And the Lord is my witness 

It's 100 different ways 

It's 100 different ways 

It's 100 different ways 

And I know where to get it 

I haven't been lost in a minute 

These ghetto boys never had nothin' 

So we gon' hotbox in that Benley 

We used to fly through the houses 

Run out then hop over the fences 

That's what you get, you shouldn't had a nice house, nigga 

Dirty boots like fuck your couch, nigga 

Pass that, don't call time out 

At the top tryna help my niggas climb out 

Baby boy, you with us we at your mom's house 

Don't lose your mind, hope that you niggas find out 

Pound for pound, my bars on lock down 

When I see the weed, get happy, start yellin' like James Brown 

Drive slow like I'm from H-Town 

If you wanna get up, then stay down 

What the fuck's the difference 

Hustlin', pimpin', murder mittin' 

Bust the pistols, fuck you, stack my ducks to 100 digits 

'Fore I kick the bucket, need a bucket to piss in 

We ain't had shit but spaghetti 

Everythin' could go with baby ready 

She said that I'm a god, Macavelli 

Got scars on my bars, oh Lord, I'm a legend 

Buffalo sauce on my lips 

You prolly' never heard it, just forget it 

I'm lookin' good on every single edit 

Kill the pussy, I'm the player and the paramedic 

Ball hard while I'm gettin' paid 

Think smart, get your dollar saved 

And do a lil bit of everythin' 

Shit 

It's 100 different ways 

 

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