99 Problems
I want off with his top
I want off with his
I want off with his
I want off with top
I feel like BIG boss to the Opps
He speak so fluent to the cops
I want his lips thrown by the
Silverado big body
This one here the big 250
Pulled up on da plug that's Brodie
He keep loads in that boy nifty
Back in da day prolly wiped yo nose
U Left it running
Should've sniffed it
Hop up in that old ass civic
sliding Hit the clutch And shift
Tell niggas grow up
Get yo dough up
Ion want no problems
That shit u doin
We did It yesterday
We so tomorrow
Nigga know my lungs blacker den a bitch
Cuz ion pop no bottles
I pop out the same way I went sleep
I got a f****** problem
99 to be exact
Clip a lil 50 like my nigga Randolph
Put the gang on track
Just to get these racks
I'm finna do a handoff
Gave you game,should've ran with it
But you flea flicked now you mad dog
20/20 niggas only pop it
cuz they got a handgun
Pullup hopping out a Escalade
dripping hot sauce like & 1
Looking for me it ain't hard to find me
I ain't been the type to play man hunt
I was grimey but I changed my ways
Asking God forgive me if I slam sum
If I slam sum,he gone slam sum
All the judges throwing 10s up
Bankroll on the BIGGEST in the room make it hard to really stand up
Popping shit in a nigga face
Got em mad now he was fanned up
I was always showing mad Love
Now my heart medal put a 10 up
Ran them racks up in all weather
I was dolo nigga
Fuck your Love
I want off with his top
I want off with his
I want off with his
I want off with his top
I want off with his top I feel like BIG boss to the
He speak so fluent to the cops
I want his lips thrown by the
Silverado big body
This one here the big 250
Pulled up on da plug that's Brodie
He keep loads in
that boy nifty
Back in da day prolly wiped yo nose
U Left it running
Should've sniffed it
Hop up in that old ass civic
sliding
Hit the clutch
And shift
Tell niggas grow up
Get yo dough up
Ion want no problems
That shit u doin
We did It yesterday
We so tomorrow
Nigga know my lungs blacker den a bitch
Cuz ion pop no bottles
I pop out the same way I went sleep
I got a f****** problem
99 to be exact
I want off with his
I want off with his
I want off with top
I feel like BIG boss to the Opps
He speak so fluent to the cops
I want his lips thrown by the
Silverado big body
This one here the big 250
Pulled up on da plug that's Brodie
He keep loads in that boy nifty
Back in da day prolly wiped yo nose
U Left it running
Should've sniffed it
Hop up in that old ass civic
sliding Hit the clutch And shift
Tell niggas grow up
Get yo dough up
Ion want no problems
That shit u doin
We did It yesterday
We so tomorrow
Nigga know my lungs blacker den a bitch
Cuz ion pop no bottles
I pop out the same way I went sleep
I got a f****** problem
99 to be exact
Clip a lil 50 like my nigga Randolph
Put the gang on track
Just to get these racks
I'm finna do a handoff
Gave you game,should've ran with it
But you flea flicked now you mad dog
20/20 niggas only pop it
cuz they got a handgun
Pullup hopping out a Escalade
dripping hot sauce like & 1
Looking for me it ain't hard to find me
I ain't been the type to play man hunt
I was grimey but I changed my ways
Asking God forgive me if I slam sum
If I slam sum,he gone slam sum
All the judges throwing 10s up
Bankroll on the BIGGEST in the room make it hard to really stand up
Popping shit in a nigga face
Got em mad now he was fanned up
I was always showing mad Love
Now my heart medal put a 10 up
Ran them racks up in all weather
I was dolo nigga
Fuck your Love
I want off with his top
I want off with his
I want off with his
I want off with his top
I want off with his top I feel like BIG boss to the
He speak so fluent to the cops
I want his lips thrown by the
Silverado big body
This one here the big 250
Pulled up on da plug that's Brodie
He keep loads in
that boy nifty
Back in da day prolly wiped yo nose
U Left it running
Should've sniffed it
Hop up in that old ass civic
sliding
Hit the clutch
And shift
Tell niggas grow up
Get yo dough up
Ion want no problems
That shit u doin
We did It yesterday
We so tomorrow
Nigga know my lungs blacker den a bitch
Cuz ion pop no bottles
I pop out the same way I went sleep
I got a f****** problem
99 to be exact
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Writer(s): Christian Cartagena
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