Thug Misses, Hitta Slim, Mistah F.A.B. - 99 U Ain't 1 Lyrics

I got 99 problems bitch you ain't 1

I swear these bitches ain't a problem to me
I'm a queen got 'em bowing to me
It's like a bunch of birds squawking
How it sounds really
Feet on the coffee table trying to count a milli
I ain't cha average, I'm established
Shot out to Meg The Stallion, I'm a savage
I flip the package, got the work doing back flips
And I'm the same, ain't a stain on my track list
Across the atlas they know Thug Misses
And now every time I speak all the Thugs listen
Now I'm seeing more money than the drug business
Cuz I only love the money, I don't love niggas
And that's all facts - no cap in it
I'm a brand by myself, this a black business
And Ima stand by myself cuz I'm that official
And I'm the boss, you the help so my status different

Bitch, I got 99 problems bitch u ain't 1
C'mon, bitch I got 99 problems bitch u ain't 1
I got 99 problems bitch you ain't 1
Bitch, I got 99 problems bitch you ain't 1

What, they had 99 but that shit 100
It's Delta 88 running, smokin' out the onion
Circle smaller than a Funyun
You know yo patna buzzin'
Baby lookin' kinda good, maybe I should press it
Opportunity is scarce, nigga can't be scared
In the hood my whole life but I changed the narrative
Now I'm in the conversations with the big numbers
Rockin' like it's heavy metal knockin shit over
Three hours up the road, coppin' for the low
I'mma let my dog eat so we can all grow
Told Thug I'm proud of you girl, get yo shine
My patna bought some crypto for the first time
Everything I drive rare like a NFT
It's up there, stuck there where it suppose to be
I'mma need a cup, normally I'm out the bottle
Can't get too perkin', gotta drive home

Bitch, I got 99 problems bitch you ain't 1
C'mon, bitch I got 99 problems bitch you ain't 1
I got 99 problems bitch you ain't 1
Bitch, I got 99 problems bitch you ain't 1

No problems with rappers cuz I avoid those
I got yo girl sleeping over wearing boy clothes
After sex she makes breakfast in my t-shirt
And I be smiling so hard my cheeks hurt
No money problems cuz the paper is straight
I vacate out the country just to play for a day
And while you crying still
I'm just focused on building clientele
Waitin' for the day they free my brotha from the iron steel
Million dolla dude make million dolla deals
But I dwell in the jungle where the lions steal
So I keep a iron steel
Run up on me if you think I'm lyin'
Kill king of the jungle so I'm rolling with them lions still
Never been a liar, king Lion King
Mufasa run up on me
Can't promise I can make my lions chill
I'm from a corner where they fire still
Call the fire marshal Fire Bill
King Stanley - I'm the sire still

Bitch, I got 99 problems bitch you ain't 1
C'mon, bitch I got 99 problems bitch u ain't 1
I got 99 problems bitch you ain't 1
Bitch, I got 99 problems bitch you ain't 1