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999 Video (MV)




Performed By: Deadxpoet
Language: English
Length: 2:42
Written by: sepehr forghani




Deadxpoet - 999 Lyrics




Keep reaching for my soul
That shit not for sale
They say life's a bitch
She pullin on my belt
I popped another bean
Can't tell how it felt
If I die tonight
Bitch I'm on my way to hell
I popped another xan
Can't tell how it felt
If I die tonight
Bitch I'm on my way to hell
She said she loves my tats
And my worn out denim
And the set I'm reppin
I'm from another planet
How'd i end up here
I dunno how it happened
Luther with the dream
Make a milly rappin
Pourin up the lean
Bitches think I'm cute
Shorty you could f*ck the gang
Cus I don't f*ck with you
I'm always chasin money
Bitch I'm never chasin you
Cus all I see hunnids
Bitch I think I got the blues.

She throw that ass back, got my dick in your daughter
Im a lighter like bic I get lit and I start it
Im a sic f*ck but I slipknot that's my dick bitch get off it
Can't reach my rocket
Goin all the way up hoe I'm in this for profit
I drip like a faucet
Keep fluntin your ice and my mans finna rob it
Go down like a coffin she reach for my pocket
Like what's in your wallet?
I gave that hoe dick
She gave It a lick, she swallowed my kids
Don't need a bitch
Come with the flames, I'm burning the bridge
I'm in your house like what's in the fridge
I'm in her blouse, I tickled your bitch
Killin the game, it's leavin a stench
Rollin my blunt, don't need a Bench
F*ck on yo bitch, pardon my French
Her pussy sweet, sweet like revenge
I get her wet, wet like it's drenched
Pullin yo thot, don't need a Benz
She must do yoga, look how she bends
Hoe where you from? Not from my ends
She fell in love, I f*cked her friend
I throw up a 6ix and pull on a ten
Hang with my clique, I represent
I represent
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Keep reaching for my soul
That shit not for sale
They say life's a bitch
She pullin on my belt
I popped another bean
Can't tell how it felt
If I die tonight
Bitch I'm on my way to hell
I popped another xan
Can't tell how it felt
If I die tonight
Bitch I'm on my way to hell
She said she loves my tats
And my worn out denim
And the set I'm reppin
I'm from another planet
How'd i end up here
I dunno how it happened
Luther with the dream
Make a milly rappin
Pourin up the lean
Bitches think I'm cute
Shorty you could f*ck the gang
Cus I don't f*ck with you
I'm always chasin money
Bitch I'm never chasin you
Cus all I see hunnids
Bitch I think I got the blues.

She throw that ass back, got my dick in your daughter
Im a lighter like bic I get lit and I start it
Im a sic f*ck but I slipknot that's my dick bitch get off it
Can't reach my rocket
Goin all the way up hoe I'm in this for profit
I drip like a faucet
Keep fluntin your ice and my mans finna rob it
Go down like a coffin she reach for my pocket
Like what's in your wallet?
I gave that hoe dick
She gave It a lick, she swallowed my kids
Don't need a bitch
Come with the flames, I'm burning the bridge
I'm in your house like what's in the fridge
I'm in her blouse, I tickled your bitch
Killin the game, it's leavin a stench
Rollin my blunt, don't need a Bench
F*ck on yo bitch, pardon my French
Her pussy sweet, sweet like revenge
I get her wet, wet like it's drenched
Pullin yo thot, don't need a Benz
She must do yoga, look how she bends
Hoe where you from? Not from my ends
She fell in love, I f*cked her friend
I throw up a 6ix and pull on a ten
Hang with my clique, I represent
I represent
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Writer: sepehr forghani
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