99 Pokes Lyrics

I hop in the whip and I'm drivin' too crazy

I spun this bitch off of the road

If you see me rollin' up it's probably an opp that I'm 'bout to go smoke

I'm sick of these bums

All this internet shit got me in a whole 'nother mode

Seen my opp in the county pulled up to our dorm and he left with like ninety-nine pokes

If my plug don't pick up I'ma be so upset

All my fiens gon' cry if he said there's nothin' left

Smilin' at my phone when I finally got that text

He told me to chill OC, relax, man

You know we never runnin' out

Pick up my pole, hop in the whip

It's time to make this money now

Jeezy and Weezy, ridin' through town

Smokin' these motherfuckin' pounds

I pick up this bitch, I got her aroused

'Cause she thinks my thoughts is profound

I got some work comin' straight to your town

Hop in the whip and I'm driving it brazy you know that I'm outta control

If you see me rollin' up, then it's probably an opp that I'm 'bout to go smoke

I'm handsome as fuck, my etiquette, elegant, royalty, covered in gold

I really get violent if they wanna go, I'll show 'em that OCs no ho

Just got the pack, I need to get paid, I need this shit gone by today

I'm short of some dollars, I'm 'bout to go serve this white boy a whole ounce of shake

I was young, tryna trap, I wanted this way, so I got some reggie from Shay

I got some white, got my money right, she snort it straight off of the plate

Girl, take half of this pill, I do not like it when you're in the mood

I'm flyer than fuck, my presence itself turns up the motherfuckin' room

If you wanna talk, we can go talk about it,

But if you wanna duel, then let's find a place

I pull up and pop out and bash in his face

Then end up in jail I'm playing spades

Makin' moves like it's ballet

Fiend hit the dope and he said, "Hip, hip, hooray"

Shut the fuck up, bitch, I'm tryna make these plays

You not gon' eat if I don't move, none of this yay

I'm keepin' it cool when I'm with the plug

We talkin' while we sittin' down

I'm keepin' it cool while I'm in the streets

And they start poppin' off rounds

I get love wherever I go, but still love the smoke

I hop in the whip and I'm driving too crazy, I spun this bitch off of the road

If you see me rolling up, then its probably an opp that I'm 'bout to go smoke

I'm sick of these bums all this internet shit got me in a whole 'nother mode

What the fuck is the problem?

I know I'm the problem, I'm selfish and I know the code

Seen my opp in the county, he came to our dorm and he left with like ninety nine pokes