Problem child (feat. Grundy)

Youngin, been a problem child
Problem child, it ain't no copping out
Problem child, we play with them choppers, we will walk em down
You said what you said, so know it's up here, it ain't no copping now

Broad day, run into the opps, know that we hopping out
Grip the glizzy, start bussin' like fuck what niggas talking bout
Burly like the talkin', public be totin' them thirty rounds
Can't be broken, and tryna beef, fargo nem went bought 30 pounds

I bust em, letting thirty out, tryna kill who done hurt me now
Never did a drug, but the pain got me feeling dirty now
Juan certified with the glizzy, bet that house he knock em down
Ran it up off of a front, but now I sell it by the pound

Takin' risks, part of the shit was on parole and out of town
Robbery in progress, I just hope nobody make a sound
Five five 6's come quicker than you can crack a smile
Keep a cannon not nick but you know we really wyling out

Went to church, caught the holy ghost through the aisle, I start to shout
On the road state to state, fought my sleeper, had to take a nap
Gambling my only habit, wherever I'm shootin' craps
Wherever gon' move the bag on the daily, I love to trap

Youngins want to eat, so I gave him a phone that really slapped
Forever one hunnit', never a reason for me to cap
Problem child, we play with them choppers, we will walk em down
You said what you said, so know it's up, it ain't no coppin' now

Broad day runnin' to the opps, know that we hopping out
Gripped the glizzy, start bussin' like fuck what niggas talkin' bout
Barely like a talkin' public, be totin' them thirty rounds
Can't be broken and tryna beef fargo nem went bought 30 pounds

I bust, I'm lettin' thirty, I'm tryna kill who done hurt me
Never did a drug, but the pain got me feelin' dirty now
Try to take my heart, ain't got no feelings, I got hurt em now
When I pop out with the stick, you just gon' see how I get down

Bitch niggas be quick to flip the script, but they can't keep their style
Young niggas be tryna jock my shit, but they can't keep up now
I just put the switch up on them blicks, watch how they spitting now
Everybody say that they won't smoke until I sit em down

I just gave my junkies some fire dope, an now it's getting round
Everybody say that they won't turn, but they ain't getting round
If I'm busy, but I get that call, know I'ma turn around
Never shoot up houses, but just know that I will burn it down

More of a trapper than a rapper, so yeah I earned it now
Stackin' up piles, got them pounds, so I'ma burn em down
Problems child, we play with them choppers, we will walk em down
You said what you said, so know it's up, it ain't no coppin' out

broad day, run into the opps, know that we hopping out
Grip the glizzy, start bussin' like fuck what niggas talking bout
Barely like to talk in public, be totin' them thirty rounds
Cant be broke, tryna beef fargo nem went an bought thirty pounds

I bust em, lettin' thirty out, tryna kill who done hurt me now
Never did a drug, but the pain got me feeling dirty now
Got me feelin' dirty now
Yee! Trench yungin, got me feeling dirty now