Problems
Said I got 99 problems take a puff for each one
Said I got 99 problems take a puff for each one
If a nigga feeling froggy go head and leap jump
I got 99 problems take a puff for each one
I'll leave hater with holes like a mesh bag
Last year I lived where they Friday fight and spread at
Grew up got fine now she sell that pussy on Snapchat
Desperate nigga not thinking money had to smash that
But this the tone where they find dead bodies in trash bags
And that meth shit go anywhere they sell ass at
She say you're all tatted up I'm like obviously
Extra extra read all about it nothings done moderately
I'm not tripping I just ain't filthy rich so it's bothering me
Nothing proves loyalty more in my eyes than privacy
Either you can crack or you can't nigga fuck probably
Gambling with my life daily mother fuck the lottery
I'm polarized look here these earrings hypothermic
You'll get moisturized reach for my cornbread be a murder
Had to improvise she came with 7 I still served her
My coupe circumcised ain't no ceilings on my potential
Living legend the day I made parole was monumental
Stepped off in that bitch squeaky clean and sanitized
Try to stain on me Ima spray you off and sanitize
She wet from the drip drop dick pulverize
She lalalala on me tip when I spermicide
Her ex want smoke don't know that ass get vaporized
I served a pregnant hoe some drop this bitches water broke
Was in the pen cooking spread out the toilet bowl
Say I got 99 problems take a puff for each one
Said I got 99 problems take a puff for each one
Now where can I lean taking my meds
2 puffs straight to the head
Dig off in my draws suck my problems out ease my stress
All my boys toting toys
Big fords Chevys and Tonka's
Nikes and Jordan all I'm sporting
She asking if I'm sponsored
I go bonkers kill and conquer
Cut up the speakers for lil mama
5 first time I seen a 9 kinfolk cooked that mans lasagna
911 there's a problem asap the 1st responders
Aint got ambition I never mind her
Life's about more than vagina
They don't like the way I'm living
They telling me I'm tripping
They deny me for apartments I got felony convictions
I'm talking shit cut JJ turned state witness
My play sister dropped some twins baby daddy got a fifty
Said I got 99 problems take a puff for each one
If a nigga feeling froggy go head and leap jump
I got 99 problems take a puff for each one
I'll leave hater with holes like a mesh bag
Last year I lived where they Friday fight and spread at
Grew up got fine now she sell that pussy on Snapchat
Desperate nigga not thinking money had to smash that
But this the tone where they find dead bodies in trash bags
And that meth shit go anywhere they sell ass at
She say you're all tatted up I'm like obviously
Extra extra read all about it nothings done moderately
I'm not tripping I just ain't filthy rich so it's bothering me
Nothing proves loyalty more in my eyes than privacy
Either you can crack or you can't nigga fuck probably
Gambling with my life daily mother fuck the lottery
I'm polarized look here these earrings hypothermic
You'll get moisturized reach for my cornbread be a murder
Had to improvise she came with 7 I still served her
My coupe circumcised ain't no ceilings on my potential
Living legend the day I made parole was monumental
Stepped off in that bitch squeaky clean and sanitized
Try to stain on me Ima spray you off and sanitize
She wet from the drip drop dick pulverize
She lalalala on me tip when I spermicide
Her ex want smoke don't know that ass get vaporized
I served a pregnant hoe some drop this bitches water broke
Was in the pen cooking spread out the toilet bowl
Say I got 99 problems take a puff for each one
Said I got 99 problems take a puff for each one
Now where can I lean taking my meds
2 puffs straight to the head
Dig off in my draws suck my problems out ease my stress
All my boys toting toys
Big fords Chevys and Tonka's
Nikes and Jordan all I'm sporting
She asking if I'm sponsored
I go bonkers kill and conquer
Cut up the speakers for lil mama
5 first time I seen a 9 kinfolk cooked that mans lasagna
911 there's a problem asap the 1st responders
Aint got ambition I never mind her
Life's about more than vagina
They don't like the way I'm living
They telling me I'm tripping
They deny me for apartments I got felony convictions
I'm talking shit cut JJ turned state witness
My play sister dropped some twins baby daddy got a fifty
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Writer(s): Trevaughn Sabbs
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