99Problemz
I could never be worried about these niggas
I'm knocking shit out the park, make one call hell of niggas goin' slide
I'm in this bitch after dark, looking like I'm mad but I'm really just high
Walk out the spot with a whole lot of racks on me, nigga I'm not a regular guy
How you goin' tell me that you was just down to ride when you know you ain't ready to die
I'm in the bitch with the gang, no homixide but I won't be surprised if they catch one
I'm in this bitch smoking gas with my foot on the gas
And I know that these niggas won't catch up
I'm in this bitch smoking gas, and my bitch is so bad yeah you know this that motherfucking pressure
Bitch I'm in love with the money, I'm keeping it on me, my wallet Italian leather
I got a girl that's goin' give me some good brain
Man that bitch shoulda been a professor
One thing bout' me, is that I could never fold, I don't even got clothes in my dresser
One thing bout' me, it's something you'll never know
I don't even like to ask for directions
I can fuck it up all by myself
Don't even want you to offer your help
I'm lost at sea but I turned Michael Phelps
Rockstar jeans with a rockstar belt
I'm finna' fuck it up all by myself
I'm finna' fuck it up all by myself
She be sub-tweeting, but talk bout' herself
In a hellcat at the gates of Hell
Order from Grailed just came in the mail
Not even my problem, they hate me oh well
99 problems and bitches is two
Bitch I'm that nigga, the fuck I'm goin' do?
At least I been honest, but what about you?
You can't even walk in my shoes cause' they new
She be sub-tweeting, but talk bout' herself
In a hellcat at the gates of Hell
Order from Grailed just came in the mail
Not even my problem, they hate me oh well
99 prob-
I'm knocking shit out the park, make one call hell of niggas goin' slide
I'm in this bitch after dark, looking like I'm mad but I'm really just high
Walk out the spot with a whole lot of racks on me, nigga I'm not a regular guy
How you goin' tell me that you was just down to ride when you know you ain't ready to die
I'm in the bitch with the gang, no homixide but I won't be surprised if they catch one
I'm in this bitch smoking gas with my foot on the gas
And I know that these niggas won't catch up
I'm knocking shit out the park, make one call hell of niggas goin' slide
I'm in this bitch after dark, looking like I'm mad but I'm really just high
Walk out the spot with a whole lot of racks on me, nigga I'm not a regular guy
How you goin' tell me that you was just down to ride when you know you ain't ready to die
I'm in the bitch with the gang, no homixide but I won't be surprised if they catch one
I'm in this bitch smoking gas with my foot on the gas
And I know that these niggas won't catch up
I'm in this bitch smoking gas, and my bitch is so bad yeah you know this that motherfucking pressure
Bitch I'm in love with the money, I'm keeping it on me, my wallet Italian leather
I got a girl that's goin' give me some good brain
Man that bitch shoulda been a professor
One thing bout' me, is that I could never fold, I don't even got clothes in my dresser
One thing bout' me, it's something you'll never know
I don't even like to ask for directions
I can fuck it up all by myself
Don't even want you to offer your help
I'm lost at sea but I turned Michael Phelps
Rockstar jeans with a rockstar belt
I'm finna' fuck it up all by myself
I'm finna' fuck it up all by myself
She be sub-tweeting, but talk bout' herself
In a hellcat at the gates of Hell
Order from Grailed just came in the mail
Not even my problem, they hate me oh well
99 problems and bitches is two
Bitch I'm that nigga, the fuck I'm goin' do?
At least I been honest, but what about you?
You can't even walk in my shoes cause' they new
She be sub-tweeting, but talk bout' herself
In a hellcat at the gates of Hell
Order from Grailed just came in the mail
Not even my problem, they hate me oh well
99 prob-
I'm knocking shit out the park, make one call hell of niggas goin' slide
I'm in this bitch after dark, looking like I'm mad but I'm really just high
Walk out the spot with a whole lot of racks on me, nigga I'm not a regular guy
How you goin' tell me that you was just down to ride when you know you ain't ready to die
I'm in the bitch with the gang, no homixide but I won't be surprised if they catch one
I'm in this bitch smoking gas with my foot on the gas
And I know that these niggas won't catch up
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Writer(s): Flexstar Cinco
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