Problem Child

Hol' up yeah I'm on that...
I just went crazy hol' up on that bitch
I been goin' crazy hol' up stupid lit
Tell 'em I been poppin' flats red eye
Hol' up yeah hol' up, red dot
I'm on the X, I'm on the X hol' up
Put me next to these rappers I'm the best
I just put VETEMENTS on my legs
Talm 'bout, gas smoke buildin' up my chest
Told that bitch I'm comin' with that
Tell that bitch I'm comin' yee
Racks on the motherfuckin' couch
I just hit that bitch one hunnid rounds

Nabz just popped two out the bag he gone
Put you up for missin' child where he go
Yeah you worried 'bout that hoe like where she go
She just fell in love with gang yeah she know
Wanted to be a rockstar now I sound like Pluto
Talm 'bout codeine crazy, I'm on...
Yeah that dirty sprite put me in a loophole
I can't feel my face shawty I'm on that
I just fucked the bitch up now she...
I just put a pussy ass on that shirt
I'ma push the fuckin' dash 'til it's dirt
Dirty sprite hol' up shawty I'm on
Playin' with pots and pans we ain't in the kitchen bitch
I'm a problem child I'm a son of a bitch
Too much money finna break the money clip
Freestylin' all my shit I'm makin' hits
I'm in love with the drugs give my cup a kiss
Chrome Hearts on my bag Chrome Hearts on my wrist
I been touchin' on myself feelin' on my shit
I'm a problem child I'm a son of a...



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Writer(s): Nuri Junup
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