+3301 Haus+ - Extended Leak
Problems
Problems
Bottom of the bottle
3301 house,
Turned into a brothel
Sorry
Sorry
Crashed another 'Rari
Pull up to The Gala
If you in here that's a party
Shawty off the molly
Turned her to a zombie
She keep getting paranoid
Can't keep these bitches off me
My bitch is a Barbie
She feeling me
Took three pills
Right now, before and after
That's a trilogy
Y'all don't get no sympathy
If you don't got no Tiffany
The studs
Wrist
Ears
Neck, singing sound like a symphony
I'm ahead of the times
But they document my history
Why these crown vics tryna take away my victories?
I pull up in a all black fit
Sprinter van, but there's no mystery
I smoke these lil niggas
Like they some hickory
I'm tryna cut these hoes off
They come to my door, this ain't no trick or treat
They only got tricks up they sleeve
If you ain't the cameraman takin' pics
You can leave
I'm in the GMS house
Treat it like the guest house
Hoes come and get left out
They pop a couple X's And get X'd out
I wonder where my ex now?
Bet she got problems
Bet she got problems
Bet she got problems
Bet she got problems
Problems, problems
Bet she got problems
Bottom of the bottle
3301 house
Turned into a brothel
Sorry
Sorry
Crashed another 'Rari
Pull up to The Gala
If you in here that's a party
Problems
Bottom of the bottle
3301 house,
Turned into a brothel
Sorry
Sorry
Crashed another 'Rari
Pull up to The Gala
If you in here that's a party
Shawty off the molly
Turned her to a zombie
She keep getting paranoid
Can't keep these bitches off me
My bitch is a Barbie
She feeling me
Took three pills
Right now, before and after
That's a trilogy
Y'all don't get no sympathy
If you don't got no Tiffany
The studs
Wrist
Ears
Neck, singing sound like a symphony
I'm ahead of the times
But they document my history
Why these crown vics tryna take away my victories?
I pull up in a all black fit
Sprinter van, but there's no mystery
I smoke these lil niggas
Like they some hickory
I'm tryna cut these hoes off
They come to my door, this ain't no trick or treat
They only got tricks up they sleeve
If you ain't the cameraman takin' pics
You can leave
I'm in the GMS house
Treat it like the guest house
Hoes come and get left out
They pop a couple X's And get X'd out
I wonder where my ex now?
Bet she got problems
Bet she got problems
Bet she got problems
Bet she got problems
Problems, problems
Bet she got problems
Bottom of the bottle
3301 house
Turned into a brothel
Sorry
Sorry
Crashed another 'Rari
Pull up to The Gala
If you in here that's a party
Credits
Writer(s): David Way
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