SONNYJIM, The Purist, Milkavelli, Lee Scott - 999 lyrics

999
Emergency
I can you please send rescue
I think i’m having a overdose
Thats killing 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 im just..Please come
I think we’re dying
And i think we’re dead
I really do

Don't get out of pocket
We formed the super crew like Harry Connick
Smokin on the Cali chronic
I got snow like thе Informer
Oral from Rita Ora
Royal Green Diadora
The enforcеr 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

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 sea like I’m 6 foot 16
616
You’re in a giants company
Risen 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
Shit's getting real
Like my time on West Derby Road

Ay shit my room so messy
I'm so techy but i’m no Messi
Roll a 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 parrow and i
Think they don’t stand me