Problem?
Double the trouble like this white chicks
She jus seen my clout then is right to my dick
I think Smokin this medical makin me sick
Imma whip out the strap like my name Jon wick
Imma come in a flash like you takin a pic
She Halfway gaining top I'm like this shit ain't it
My bro whipping the pot till his fingers get stiff
You always wanna talk I jus wanna get rich
If you needed a pint I can give you a fix
We gon hop out the window and shoot out the lyft
I need niggas thas hating to jump a cliff
Imma knock that boy out to a whole moths riff
I don't carry the force I jus carry a stick
Is a bit large scale I don't carry a twig
I can never be satisfied smokin a cig
Bitch I be drippy straight down to my socks
These hoes for the people I callem the rock
Feel like a savage I'm gaining a lot
I was in to the guap I ain't chasing the block
I need a M like I'm training to box
And I don't give a fuck if your famous or not
I jus bought a new grip I start tamin the glock
Niggas switch for some weed and they fuck up the guap
Why the fuck you do that jus to turn to opp
I coulda been slid cause I been had the drop
These niggas get bread but they always be popped
That nigga was gay but I never was shocked
I never trust niggas they flippity Flop
She givin me throat that bippitty bop
I came from the east to put south on the lock
I was tired of working I ain't wanna stock
I do my dance wit the misses
This Nina gon buss it get Jiggy
She wanna fuck come get wit me
Took her to Houston she singing like Whitney
Chill the guys we blow smoke in hemi
Came from east to south like I'm jimmy
Used to roll up in the bando
Niggas want smoke lights out like candle nigga I ball no Julius randle
Bitch stay on boujie is Gucci her Sandls
Why do they think niggas so hard to handle
Coaching these niggas like my name was Samuel
Came from the jungle I feel like a animal
I hit the stunna I'm giving her stamina
I cannot manage you came wit a manual
This a one nighter this shit is not annual
Eat up the dick like my shit was danimal
Swallowing kids like she was cannibal
I gotta go I'm twisted
I do my dance it get wicked
I hit that butch easy Pickens
Threw her some lines now she thinkin I'm different
Ya uber coming dont miss it
Back to this money les get to the digits
I'm in the trap no we do not have visits
I like the feelin Of countin them benjis
Love all out I'm empty
I'm wit bitches off the Demi
U
Lovato
I get the bands like I'm wining the lotto
Hitting the gas is full throttle
I pour lean thas in my bottle
She jus seen my clout then is right to my dick
I think Smokin this medical makin me sick
Imma whip out the strap like my name Jon wick
Imma come in a flash like you takin a pic
She Halfway gaining top I'm like this shit ain't it
My bro whipping the pot till his fingers get stiff
You always wanna talk I jus wanna get rich
If you needed a pint I can give you a fix
We gon hop out the window and shoot out the lyft
I need niggas thas hating to jump a cliff
Imma knock that boy out to a whole moths riff
I don't carry the force I jus carry a stick
Is a bit large scale I don't carry a twig
I can never be satisfied smokin a cig
Bitch I be drippy straight down to my socks
These hoes for the people I callem the rock
Feel like a savage I'm gaining a lot
I was in to the guap I ain't chasing the block
I need a M like I'm training to box
And I don't give a fuck if your famous or not
I jus bought a new grip I start tamin the glock
Niggas switch for some weed and they fuck up the guap
Why the fuck you do that jus to turn to opp
I coulda been slid cause I been had the drop
These niggas get bread but they always be popped
That nigga was gay but I never was shocked
I never trust niggas they flippity Flop
She givin me throat that bippitty bop
I came from the east to put south on the lock
I was tired of working I ain't wanna stock
I do my dance wit the misses
This Nina gon buss it get Jiggy
She wanna fuck come get wit me
Took her to Houston she singing like Whitney
Chill the guys we blow smoke in hemi
Came from east to south like I'm jimmy
Used to roll up in the bando
Niggas want smoke lights out like candle nigga I ball no Julius randle
Bitch stay on boujie is Gucci her Sandls
Why do they think niggas so hard to handle
Coaching these niggas like my name was Samuel
Came from the jungle I feel like a animal
I hit the stunna I'm giving her stamina
I cannot manage you came wit a manual
This a one nighter this shit is not annual
Eat up the dick like my shit was danimal
Swallowing kids like she was cannibal
I gotta go I'm twisted
I do my dance it get wicked
I hit that butch easy Pickens
Threw her some lines now she thinkin I'm different
Ya uber coming dont miss it
Back to this money les get to the digits
I'm in the trap no we do not have visits
I like the feelin Of countin them benjis
Love all out I'm empty
I'm wit bitches off the Demi
U
Lovato
I get the bands like I'm wining the lotto
Hitting the gas is full throttle
I pour lean thas in my bottle
Credits
Writer(s): Jiggy Neutron
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