99 Attributes Songtext
Uh, uh (What the fuck)
Uh
Ayo
Diamonds in a long cable, Palm Angels
Firearm spray you, make pay and pray everyday
I'll smoke anyone on your label (You n***** trash)
This pure cocaine, your shit K2
I married the game, got a 'K and a tailor made suit (Uh-huh)
Racin' the Mercedes, space coupe, I'm red-linin' (Skrrt)
Uh
Ayo
Diamonds in a long cable, Palm Angels
Firearm spray you, make pay and pray everyday
I'll smoke anyone on your label (You n***** trash)
This pure cocaine, your shit K2
I married the game, got a 'K and a tailor made suit (Uh-huh)
Racin' the Mercedes, space coupe, I'm red-linin' (Skrrt)
Everything aligned, you can say it's divine timin'
On time, when he gave me one twenty-five on consignment (That work)
I bagged it up on a cover of Vibe, crime was the assignment
Keep a Glock, culture cipher, my mind on refinement
My white boy'll light you n***** up like Luka Dončić (Boom, boom, boom)
Rock the low high tech suits, sellin' users product
My shoes is Prada, losers got nada wins in mi casa (None)
[?] hold your own and God'll bless you
Prayed to our father, but, he was never there to encourage my next move
Figured it out, now I'm superior
My North Face x Supreme Denim Tear jeans, next to me you're inferior (Uh-huh)
Got my funds servin' up all the fiends in the area
Designer drugs, I sniffed a big line off the mirror up
Bottom-feeder bum ass n***** never compare to us
They always be trapped, solo and even when y'all pairin' up (Y'all n***** washed)
The kicks I wear a rack a pair and up
It's deeper than rap, we racketeers on rapid squares, ain't no fear in us
Made some paper, but, I swear to God, it's nowhere near enough (Nah)
Tryna run it up like Warren Buffet, Elon Musk (Uh-huh)
All Rothschild, New York's foul, get knocked off for talk A brick of soft, a broad, gang shit, all fall out
Actions speak louder, the softest n**** is all mouth
Got more plugs than a power strip, I never saw drought (Never)
Golden trap phone and a rapper head on my wall mount
This the crack they smokin' until they teeth fall out (Haha)
Ninety-nine attributes the other one is God (God, n****)
I trapped for loot, they thought I wouldn't ever make it far (Fuck you)
I went from back of the paddy wagon to foreign cars (Skrrt)
Life is ill, hundred-dollar bills cover my scars
On time, when he gave me one twenty-five on consignment (That work)
I bagged it up on a cover of Vibe, crime was the assignment
Keep a Glock, culture cipher, my mind on refinement
My white boy'll light you n***** up like Luka Dončić (Boom, boom, boom)
Rock the low high tech suits, sellin' users product
My shoes is Prada, losers got nada wins in mi casa (None)
[?] hold your own and God'll bless you
Prayed to our father, but, he was never there to encourage my next move
Figured it out, now I'm superior
My North Face x Supreme Denim Tear jeans, next to me you're inferior (Uh-huh)
Got my funds servin' up all the fiends in the area
Designer drugs, I sniffed a big line off the mirror up
Bottom-feeder bum ass n***** never compare to us
They always be trapped, solo and even when y'all pairin' up (Y'all n***** washed)
The kicks I wear a rack a pair and up
It's deeper than rap, we racketeers on rapid squares, ain't no fear in us
Made some paper, but, I swear to God, it's nowhere near enough (Nah)
Tryna run it up like Warren Buffet, Elon Musk (Uh-huh)
All Rothschild, New York's foul, get knocked off for talk A brick of soft, a broad, gang shit, all fall out
Actions speak louder, the softest n**** is all mouth
Got more plugs than a power strip, I never saw drought (Never)
Golden trap phone and a rapper head on my wall mount
This the crack they smokin' until they teeth fall out (Haha)
Ninety-nine attributes the other one is God (God, n****)
I trapped for loot, they thought I wouldn't ever make it far (Fuck you)
I went from back of the paddy wagon to foreign cars (Skrrt)
Life is ill, hundred-dollar bills cover my scars
