Lyrics:
Hold the trophy high and keep my eyes on the prophet
And a new driver has entered the contest
Ladies and gentlemen, driver number 99
In the red
the shit but I ain't number two
I been having motion cause I work my move
Really ain't no telling what I'm finna do
Motor City Ugo, yea this MCU
I'm the one
Ay ReTread, bless my ears
See, bitch, I knew you there
Bro just caught the plug and then he ended in a cell
You don't know my number, 744 on my bell
Big money Big Bank
Watch me double up
Big check Big Flex
Got my numbers up what you call it
Blockchain Blockchain Blockchain Blockchain
Blockchain
rather be alive and paid
Before my number's called, history's made
Some'll fall, but I rise, thug or die
Making choices, that determine my future under
piss when I see P.O., yo
My phone number's 9-9-FUCK-YOU
My crew swing like Bruce Lee num-chuks do, up to
No good, to make myself clear
Any girl ask
to Phone Tap, me
Capi-tal D.O., yo
I keep a dirty piss when I see P.O., yo
My phone number's 9-9-FUCK-YOU
My crew swing like Bruce Lee num-chuks
riches
Phone numbers, bank accounts
They gon' match the time, what
9-9-9, 9-9, 9-9
And the punchline, give my best thoughts at "Crunch Time"
I drop cats
the price is half
(yeah, yeah) 99 overall, you a 65
Come through, buy low
'cause the price is high (Phew, phew)
I'ma slide for a plate 'cause I made some pie
my number
Bop bop, like it, find me in the sewer
Shoot a movie put d in her monkey luffy
I ain't lubing I shoot at her face she blew me
Yo man
your name, you're so sexy
Take my number and text me, ay
Body look sexy
Little mama worked in the deli
Said she saw my face on the telly, treesh
Let let
spiritual
How they got these niggas on the TV selling miracles
You mean to tell me everything gon be fine
If I call your hotline and pay 29.99 shit
Well
quiet i said, "Fuck it"
Hit the shower like a jackpot
The weed got my teeth
Off-white like crack rock
Toothbrush from the 99 cent store
I got a million
Gee, the rhymin inspector
Delta Force, number one, Omega Supreme soundwave
Bringing your dreams to reality
And by the formality of thoughts
Yes,
doing, is from my old record
They bought my album, for $8.99
Studied the style, then wrote they own rhyme
I don't mind because I'm here to show
a hundred licks
All my niggas get that fast money
Yeah, yeah
Gettin' that bag fast, feel like Sonic
'Bout to blow up, nigga, ha
Feel like atomic
He say he
realtors arrive
With numbers over their eyes
Stopwatch hearts
Good God I love the party-starved
Businessmen with stopwatch hearts
They don't
percent
Money talks too loud it screams
Addiction to these plastic dreams
What we own is easy shared
But the 1% want to make it all theirs
We're the 99
Are my eyes deceiving me?
This I can't believe
Ciphers show what we feared most
Could we be wrong?
We must be sure before we go
Numbers on displays
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
Oouuuu
Yeah yeah yeah
Yeah yeah
If I had 99 you will be the one
If I had two lives I'll gladly give you one
I be feeling you
Fuck a 9 till 5 bitch ama get it of the streets
I got 10 ounces and they stuffed all up in the seat
Number 3 just ask wade he came back cause
a check
I put it down gimme my respect
No need for friends I want all the smoke
I was born number 10 that's why I'm the Goat
I'm outta my body
I'm drinking
All these people creeping out the woods like leaches
Soon as they see numbers I can feel em reaching
Now I'm feeling like the grammy's cutting out
love Carlitos
I got an LLC
Even a 1800 number you can call toll free
If ya mans acting up
Then you just call on me
And I'll send you a carbon copy he
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