Songtexte 99' Intro - TRVIS

Wrote this shit just
Off some random inspiration
Some fun shit
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I'm always in the booth when I'm steady off the juice
World in my palms
Got a song to write to
Nine, nine, nine, I got ninety-nine nines
Inside I might've died
I define a white rhyme
Women in the back and they like the white lines
When I'm spitting on the pussy and the coochie bite size
Time's mine, hourglass flipping sour patch bitches
Bashing on a faggot if he try to act different
Class miss it, cash and hash switching money bag swishers
Rollin' on the dash at the overpass, tripping
Haven't made a million, to be truthful, I don't need it yet
Get it when I feel it, cause I'm hungry and I need the debt
Put emcee's to rest
Have 'em wake up at a tweaker fest
Orgy fucking needle stuffed into a dirty piece of flesh
Never been the best
But I've never been the worst
Catch me in the middle, I'm like Malcolm with the curse
Livin' in the burbs, never done it, that's a first
Had the urge, middle finger up every time I blurt
And the words gettin' mixed like a hybrid, get the terps
Got my roots in this shit
And I got it out the dirt
Worst thing to do, go and try to switch up
Dudes actin' pussy, must've got their dick tucked
Sip cider, get a bitch hide her, then I fist fight her
Try to lick a clit
But their clique decided dick riding
Sick minded, never been frightened got a pit biting
On my left arm, on my right yeah, I'm still writing
Pissed off, let the grip tighten
Like a stick lining
Up to fucking shoot
Who to choose
Let my wrist find it
Shit I just
Let another one loose
Got five senses, so which one I'm gonna come to
Dumb dude, finna run through any bums who
Want to cross paths black cat
Out of luck you
Dumb motherfucker
Got me hangin' out the sunroof
Ninety-nine problems
All in one room
Try to solve 'em all
What I might do
Got one solution
That's a hundred more for all of you

Shit's crazy
Went stupid
To the fucking max