OC - 99 Pokes Lyrics

I hop in the whip and I'm drivin' too crazy
I spun this bitch off of the road
If you see me rollin' up it's probably an opp that I'm 'bout to go smoke
I'm sick of these bums
All this internet shit got me in a whole 'nother mode
Seen my opp in the county pulled up to our dorm and he left with like ninety-nine pokes

If my plug don't pick up I'ma be so upset
All my fiens gon' cry if he said there's nothin' left
Smilin' at my phone when I finally got that text
He told me to chill OC, relax, man
You know we never runnin' out
Pick up my pole, hop in the whip
It's time to make this money now
Jeezy and Weezy, ridin' through town
Smokin' these motherf*ckin' pounds
I pick up this bitch, I got her aroused
'Cause she thinks my thoughts is profound
I got some work comin' straight to your town

Hop in the whip and I'm driving it brazy you know that I'm outta control
If you see me rollin' up, then it's probably an opp that I'm 'bout to go smoke
I'm handsome as f*ck, my etiquette, elegant, royalty, covered in gold
I really get violent if they wanna go, I'll show 'em that OCs no ho
Just got the pack, I need to get paid, I need this shit gone by today
I'm short of some dollars, I'm 'bout to go serve this white boy a whole ounce of shake
I was young, tryna trap, I wanted this way, so I got some reggie from Shay
I got some white, got my money right, she snort it straight off of the plate

Girl, take half of this pill, I do not like it when you're in the mood
I'm flyer than f*ck, my presence itself turns up the motherf*ckin' room
If you wanna talk, we can go talk about it,
But if you wanna duel, then let's find a place
I pull up and pop out and bash in his face
Then end up in jail I'm playing spades
Makin' moves like it's ballet
Fiend hit the dope and he said, "Hip, hip, hooray"
Shut the f*ck up, bitch, I'm tryna make these plays
You not gon' eat if I don't move, none of this yay

I'm keepin' it cool when I'm with the plug
We talkin' while we sittin' down
I'm keepin' it cool while I'm in the streets
And they start poppin' off rounds
I get love wherever I go, but still love the smoke

I hop in the whip and I'm driving too crazy, I spun this bitch off of the road
If you see me rolling up, then its probably an opp that I'm 'bout to go smoke
I'm sick of these bums all this internet shit got me in a whole 'nother mode
What the f*ck is the problem?
I know I'm the problem, I'm selfish and I know the code
Seen my opp in the county, he came to our dorm and he left with like 99 pokes