[Intro]
I got, I got
I got, I got
[Chorus]
I got niggas doing bids
Gotta stay off da grid
I got 4 different savings
Gotta stack it for my kids
I got 99 problems
Nigga money isn’t it
I got 4 or 5 bitches
Thinkin I’m da shit
Boy ya try to jack me
I got 30 in da Sig
All I smoke is exotic gas
All u got is mid
I ain’t got no features
Cause u know I slid
I got niggas they’ll eatcha
Prayin for da kid
[Verse 1]
I’m from da pote
They’ll do u in da worse way
I’m from da pote
They’ll do u in ya work place
Chatham county, Carver Village
Dats my birth place
Man you niggas come in last
I come in first place
Boy ya mama shouldn’t birth ya
You a disgrace
No don’t come n ride my wave
Now it’s too late
Hurt dese pussy niggas head
Like a toothache
See my nigga bangin red
He don’t care what who say
Yeah dat choppa hit you hard
Bobby Bouche
Drop top on da coupe
I call it toupee
N u know I’m smokin gas
I call it soufflé
Let da Tec go 24 times
Still a soak an opp
Kobe in his prime
Niggas quick to wipe a nose
But ain’t no slime
Lil thot say she miss me
Stop all dat lying
Yeah I’m up next
I’m coming for what’s mine
[Chorus]
I got niggas doing bids
Gotta stay off da grid
I got 4 different savings
Gotta stack it for my kids
I got 99 problems
Nigga money isn’t it
I got 4 or 5 bitches
Thinkin I’m da shit
Boy ya try to jack me
I got 30 in da Sig
All I smoke is exotic gas
All u got is mid
I ain’t got no features
Cause u know I slid
I got niggas they’ll eatcha
Prayin for da kid
[Verse 2]
Praying for da kid
Like church on a Sunday
I been getting money from Monday to Monday
Yeah u see my diamonds froze
Call em sundae
Will all my niggas make it home
Maybe someday
Free dat boy Mari
Playin wit sticks
Like we on Atari
Got a nigga pops
Doin a year in da feds
Niggas gettin dropped
Fuckin wit my bread
See u actin like an opp
Believing what dey said
Glizzy make em hop
Now we playin Simon Says
Smashin on da cops
Pullin foreigns off da lot
Yeah I love dem pesos
Cause I get alot
Oh u think u hot
Put a youngin on ya top
[Chorus]
I got niggas doing bids
Gotta stay off da grid
I got 4 different savings
Gotta stack it for my kids
I got 99 problems
Nigga money isn’t it
I got 4 or 5 bitches
Thinkin I’m da shit
Boy ya try to jack me
I got 30 in da Sig
All I smoke is exotic gas
All u got is mid
I ain’t got no features
Cause u know I slid
I got niggas they’ll eatcha
Prayin for da kid