Hodgy - 99 Problems lyrics

[Verse 1: Hodgy] I got a one track mind On this runaway train And your runaway dime Give me that runaway brain I'm a baller and a player and she's all about the game And I come to entertain And she come after I came Her name is Tatyana, or her name must be Christina But when she get in to begging I tell her by like felicia I think her name is McLaron, but she sure ain't CRV That's the type of chick I see around but do hardly b**h, I'm up and I'm running as soon as you start me Fresher than Chewbacca Shakka White, tall, starched tee My wolves bark like trees Talk like G's n***a talk like me I'm just rapping on the beat Consider that I'm an artist I'm there looking like the labels and b**hes, I go the hardest They're aiming at my wolves Like they finna go to target And you ain't gonna buy sh** I ain't surprised [Hook x2] I got 99 problems and a b**h ain't one If you got a f**ing problem come and get you some And bring yo pistol gun Me and my f**ing pack of wolves hollerin [Verse 2] I wanted to kick a flow but I decided to right a speech That's my word You're getting to me but I ain't in your reach You sit and gossip like a ho And you know what hoes preach These n***as go to church and in the front row sleepin Roman ain't sh** and his homie got a kid Roman wants to be a chef and his homie planned to be a pig Poppin pills with b**hes Plan to rehearse gigs But you n***as don't phase me you must be crazy I say what I want it ain't a but or a maybe and Yeah she bad in her f**ing C Cla** 80 Just like the next girl "What's up baby?" You want to f**? You'll lay me but you can't replace me Get inside her little heart and then she can't erase me Amazing, amazing but her bu*t cake tasting Appetizing antagonized with that categorizer Sex with her and ma**ages I chop her up in garages [Hook X2]