SS/99 Lyrics

Stack my money to the ceiling

Off the codeine got me healing

Tell me baby how you feelin'?

Yeah, I'm feeling fly

I mix Vêtements with the Prada

I'm the real Top-Shotta

He keep talking down on the net, what's the problem?

I ain't mean to take his shit, I swear my gun robbed him

Pull up all black on the scene like I'm Robin

Yeah, just like him I changed

Fuck these broke-ass lame-ass niggas, They just want my change

This the real me, never fake, I can't change

Yeah these hoes getting crazy, yeah, they so strange

Yeah, Season 99 undercover you can't get this

GLE, I'ma cross that bitch right off the checklist

Number 9 and Vivienne, that just be my necklace

Skelly Cartier, plain Jane, that's on my wrist

I can't sleep for real, I be up

Codeine with the lemonade, Mix it in a cup

I sit back and count my racks, now I know I'm up

Yeah, they keep talking down, please shut up

Shut up

Yeah, shut up

All that (Cap)

Please shut up

Go and get some money, and shut up

I ain't see you in a while, gang what's up?

Yeah, just like him I changed

Fuck these broke-ass lame-ass niggas, They just want my change

This the real me, never fake, I can't change

Yeah these hoes getting crazy, yeah, they so strange

I mix Vêtements with the Prada

I'm the real Top-Shotta

He keep talking down on the net, what's the problem?

I ain't mean to take his shit, I swear my gun robbed him

Pull up all black on the scene like I'm Robin