Prblm Child

Money old tom and jerry
These niggas popped and scary
Get dough Im bout my fetty
Bitch Yeah
Been on don't need a label
Been real since birth cradle
Sip lean straight from the ladle
Sip Ay
We hot the diamonds cold
Swerve in that whip with Snow
Who want that choppa smoke
We got a lot of those
Cook that on pots and stove
I love my block fo sho
Gunspect we generals
Bitch Yeah
Stay down I'll never snitch
I had no pot too piss
Now look I'm hood rich
We flip the flip the flip
Straight hunids count the strips
They mad I got them pissed
Long list of haters sick
Uh uh ay yeah
Get out the way
I'm making moves
Problem child
Momma knew that since I was two
I got it now
Don't need no help
Just watch me groove
I Found the sound
Now I go crazy
Let's hit the booth
Fuck ya hoes
No time for those
Fuck ya guns
I wipe ya nose
Fuck ya pack
My plug the goat
Get top shelf
My prices low
All the OGs they love my soul
I'm to real no faking no
You my clone my swag you stole
Do con shit with lots of pros
They pockets momentarily
My pockets long gevity
I'm getting cash regularly
I follow no celebrities
Stay on my goals clarity
I smoke ah load therapy
You niggas funny parody
Ay ay yeah

Money old tom and jerry
These niggas popped and scary
Get dough Im bought my fetty
Bitch Yeah
Been on don't need a label
Been real since birth cradle
Sip lean straight from the ladle
Sip Ay
We hot the diamonds cold
Swerve in that whip with Snow
Who want that choppa smoke
We got a lot of those
Cook that on pots and stove
I love my block fo sho
Gunspect we generals
Bitch Yeah
Stay down I'll never snitch
I had no pot too piss
Now look I'm hood rich
We flip the flip the flip
Straight hunids count the strips
They mad I got them pissed
Long list of haters sick
Uh uh ay yeah
Get out the way
I'm making moves
Problem child
Momma knew that since I was two



Credits
Writer(s): Ramel Mansfield
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