[Verse1]
I stay brandishin that nineteen eleven while screamin seven oh seven threatenin to send your bitch asss to heaven outside a seven eleven for some dumb shit like sayin six seven or spillin a two eleven all on my brand new denim. Now im seein red and all i can think is fukk i need to dead him. So its open the coat pull the colt load the mag cock it back empty the shit, drop the mag load a new one in rinse and repeat till I feel a certain level of relief even if it's brief. I still wanna watch you fall like a leaf in autum when I start to spray full auto.
[Chorus]
I got ninety-nine problems and a chopper wit a hundred round drum now suddenly problem solving is fun. So if your a problem you better run because Jeannie's not the only ma fukka wit a gun.
[Verse2]
Fukk therapy I'd rather just start hunting people down, or sprayin into a crowd while screamin out loud how you like me now! (Haha ha) people used to say i had a couple screws loose because i wanted to hunt for a golden goose while riding on a wild moose chasin a big bich wit a large caboose while chugging apple juice. At the same time swingin a loose noose laughing at old stand up routines done by Bruce Bruce. (GOD DAMN dude can you stop).
Im asending to the top like a spicy witch riding a mop hitting the highest peak in the passenger seat of a doomed flight in a faulty sesna tree fity. I know what the fukk i just said quit gawkin at me.
[Chorus]
I got ninety-nine problems and a chopper wit a hundred round drum now suddenly problem solving is fun. So if your a problem you better run because Jeannie's not the only ma fukka wit a gun.
[Verse3]
Everybody's coo coo for coco puffs. But I'm crazy for puffy coochies, we are not the same. Imma smack the taste outcha mouff if you can't remember my ma fukin name. Ol dirty doggy. Captain leave your girls panties soggy, Mr. Never killed a lion but I've choked a cougar Mellon camp. The atomic dog. Niga the futuristic bow wow. Big dirty the opp stopper the panty dropper toten choppers not given a fukk havin shoot outs wit the coppas. Bustin nuts in your baby mama's in the back seats of some busted hondas (hahahahaha) I can't be stopped. I ma fukin Himothy Chalamet, Him the tool man Taylor. Don't fukin play wit me.
[Chorus]
I got ninety-nine problems and a chopper wit a hundred round drum now suddenly problem solving is fun. So if your a problem you better run because Jeannie's not the only ma fukka wit a gun.