99kamau - 99 Xans (feat. Kiloyugi)

99, we got ice on our wrist, I can't tell the time
Do not worry bout me, boy I'm doing fine
Yeah I shoot at his feet, if he cross the line
He run off when he see me wavin' my nine
He was just talking tough now he wanna cry
I do not have the time, I am not a spy
He still talking, I think that he wanna die
I just popped 99 xans, uh huh
I just popped 99 xans, uh huh
I just popped 99 xans, uh huh
I just popped 99 xans, uh huh
I just popped 99 xans, uh huh
I just popped 99 xans, uh huh
I just popped 99 xans, uh huh
I just popped 99 xans, uh huh

When I pop 99 xans
Why I pop 99 xans
Where I get 99 xans
How I do 99 xans
When I pop 99 xans
Why I pop 99 xans
Where I get 99 xans
How I do 99 xans

Xans taking over I'm feeling relaxed
I just copped me a gamo when I was at Sak's
I'm getting money, not flippin' no packs
Gotta carry a blick, I'm not down for the hacks
Friends be the worst, gotta watch your own back
Gotta keep up my guard up, 99 never lack
They think we soft, 'til we pull up with macs
And we moving in silence, I don't need to brag
That girl think she slick, tryna get in my pockets
He think that he tough, 'til I pull out that rocket
He got on fake Louis, now he think he poppin'
He flexin' his money on Insta, we robbin'
I see that new Vlone, you know that I'm coppin'
I'm smoking that gas, and it's strong, got me coughin'
He talkin' real crazy, put him in a coffin
The perkys they killin me I'm bouta vomit

Shoot up the party, I feel like Syringe
If that nigga talk down, that nigga get lynched
He aiming a Glock at my face, I ain't flinch
Walk down, run down, aiming this glick
Big ass choppa, it came with a dick
If he talking shit, then he can get lit
Like fuck life, I don't give a shit
Pop 99 xans, then I hop in the pit
Pop 99 xans, we taking the risk
Fuck life, I'ma slit my wrist
I got the mac on me
I got a glock with two straps and a beam
If he keep talking down, I'ma wet up your team
And I got a big uzi, I let that shit sing
Like wait
What the fuck, did you say?
Caught me on a bad day
Get your money up, get pay
Bouta crash, mayday

Written by:
Jaden Locklear, Kamau Whitsey

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