Текст песни 999 (feat. Lee Scott & Milkavelli) - Lee Scott , The Purist , Sonnyjim

Emergency
Yeah can you please send rescue
I think i'm having an overdose
And so is my wife
Ok you and your wife?
Yes
Overdose of what?
Marijuana
I don't know if it had something in it
O K
Please come
Ok we're on our way
Do you guys have a fever or anything?
No i'm just... Please come
I think we're dying
And I think we're dead
I really do

(SonnyJim)
Uh, Don't get out of pocket
Uh we formed the super crew like Harry Connick
Smokin' on the Cali chronic
I got snow like the Informer oral from Rita Ora
Royal Green Diadora
The enforcer put an emcee in a Kimura
Now he can't emcee and more uh
Bet you get your character checked
I turn up in a MAGA hat and Kaepernick sweat
Up in Fader play the joint then I'm cutting like Roc Raida
On my Gloria Gaynor
I will survive, bitch
Im doing all these drugs and I ain't died yet, am I surprised? yep
Ten grams in a spliff stories for my grandkids
Your fans don't exist you man are fantasists
I just poured an eighth in a Fanta Twist
Dopehead getting fully loaded like Spragga Benz

(Lee Scott)
Ehh, The days flew by
I do the limbo with the bar set way too high
Watch this empty bottle of Grey Goose fly
Through the pale blue sky
While i sit back chilling
Think tank spilling on the street
Trying to eat a Big Mac
Pilling on the beak
Scally chic
Wasted like a white girl
I wouldn't split a twirl with you this is my world
So make sure me pimp cups pristine
I walk on the scene like I'm 6 foot 16
616
You're in a giants company
There isn't a mic stand you could raise high enough for me
I'm trying to find me next target
Walking in the air on a flying red carpet
Time to get started
Razor blade slicing fresh garlic
Shits getting real
Like my time on West Derby

(Milkaveli)
Ay shit my room so messy
I'm so techy but i'm no Messi
Roller beanie and a gold tooth Joe Pesci
I watch home alone but i got a broke telly
And there's no leccy soo
Crack a cold bevy
My cars so ready
But let's go steady
Shout to my girl even though she's so stressy
Wonder how i get in when they don't get me
I feel cold saggy you'll find no baggy cause my jeans so baggy
My jeans so saggy but that's no low batty
But I got low battery my phones so bashy
Please get at me but please don't at me
Accomplished of sniffin' lines off my gold plaque g
Cult of the damned shout to the whole family
Even though im Paro and i think they don't stand me