LA99 Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2023
Lyrics
Yeah
Grab my lighter
Yeah
(unintelligible)
Yeah, aye (yessir)
Aye I stay through the late night
Aye Kid Cudi my mind right (aye, aye, aye)
Aye, aye
Yeah, yeah
Smokin' on Cudi it got my mind right
I been lit since last night
Like porch light I'm up all night
Yahtzee how i roll the dice
Higher than the ISS
Another pair of Nikes how I'm countin' them checks
Might need a psychiatrist I been gettin' stressed
Goin' all in do whatever it takes
All my chips in, in the deep end
Crater Lake, go for a swim
I'm always late, need a new wrist
Plug get a plate, him and his bitch, aye
I send a text, she on the way
If she flex she know me she not gonna stay
Countin' the cake, cause I just got paid
Love it at home, might move to LA
Outer space, smokin' that pack
Just got paid, countin' them racks
Drive-in date, let's fuck in the back
Smokin' on MAC, rollin' em' fat
I need my flowers, pat on my back
Austin got powers, like I'm a mech
99 flowers, eight and a quarter dozen
Smoke like a oven, I'm gettin' baked
All y'all fake, all y'all drama majors (yea)
This year about me, I ain't givin' no one favors (aye)
I- I- I ain't pickin' up the phone
Less it bout' some fucking paper
Leave that shit alone!
Smokin' on Cudi it got my mind right
I been lit since last night
Like porch light I'm up all night
Yahtzee how i roll the dice
Higher than the ISS
Another pair of Nikes how I'm countin' them checks
Might need a psychiatrist I been gettin' stressed
Goin' all in do whatever it takes
All my chips in, in the deep end
Crater Lake, go for a swim
I'm always late, need a new wrist
Plug get a plate, him and his bitch, aye
I send a text, she on the way
If she flex she know me she not gonna stay
Countin' the cake, cause I just got paid
Love it at home, might move to LA
Yeah
Countin' the cake like I'm at a bakery
Niggas been countin' me out like LeBron
And there's snakes in the grass so I John Deere my lawn
Whippin' that shit like I'm whippin' a Porsche
Up all night like the light on a porch
Got so much music, runnin' out of storage
Bad lil' bitch and she hotter than porridge
Stress me out I fill my lungs
Stress me out I hold my tongue
Jewelry like a meteor shower
Getting higher and higher, rung by rung
Stress me out I fill my lungs
Call of Duty pack, it pack-a-punch
Jewelry like a meteor shower
Getting higher and higher, rung by rung
Smokin' on Cudi it got my mind right
I been lit since last night
Like porch light I'm up all night
Yahtzee how i roll the dice
Higher than the ISS
Another pair of Nikes how I'm countin' them checks
Might need a psychiatrist I been gettin' stressed
Goin' all in do whatever it takes
All my chips in, in the deep end
Crater Lake, go for a swim
I'm always late, need a new wrist
Plug get a plate, him and his bitch, aye
I send a text, she on the way
If she flex she know me she not gonna stay
Countin' the cake, cause I just got paid
Love it at home, might move to LA