[Intro]
(Damn SHAZY, this shit fye)
(Is that-Is that Eliesg)
[Chorus]
Every problem if I had a dolla'
He wanna fight but I can't squabble
Swear if you were the type that would try to top me
Girl you my type, I'll take you to the tropics
Can't hang with a n***a, if they tryna pop me
Can't hate on a n***a unless they tryna drop me
Can't take no n***a that's tryna stop me
Dangle a n***a by his legs, turned to prop man
All yo' fans call you out 'cause n***a you is not me
He had to kick the bitch out 'cause the hoe was tryna top me
You see a random ah' n***a I don't know try to crop me
I block this hoe, she treat me like hyperbole
Talk to a bitch, but she came from poverty
Pullin' that bitch I ain't think that she'll talk to me
Upin' this Glock, yeah n***a I ain't [?]
You know this shit get hotter than Takis
[Verse]
Yeah, two drums in the whip, know my n***as rock with me
I'm too ready to jugg, yeah I call his ass flop
He gotta face his fears, he facin' the chop-py
We had to bust in the do' 'cause the trap was locked
How the fuck you get robbed out of yo' mop?
I gotta send one up, gotta take me a opp
A fuck n***a run into me, I'll take me a enemy
Roll his ass up (Flttt, phew, phew-phew)
Roll his ass up, smell like crop
N***a get popped, yeah his ass corny (Flttt, phew-phew)
Beat her back in, 'til the bitch sore (Phew, phew)
I don't text the bitch back, 'cause the bih' borin' (Flttt, phew-phew)
That bitch textin' "you wack", come to my dorm (Phew, phew)
Hop inna [?] (Phew-phew)
He was just jammin' all up in that Taurus (Phew, phew)
Who is this chap? might up on a tourist (Flttt)
You get hit with bald heads, like corporate
Cut the bitch off 'cause she not important
I got a black hole where my heart is
Put all the black folks up on a starship (Flttt)
We can go find our own planet, yeah fuck all these martians
Obviously you are falling apart
Bro P80 was jammed, so he took it apart
I know a n***a fucked around who died off the cart
My demons lil' n***a they'll rip you apart, yeah
So much on my mind I don't know where to start, yeah
So much money I don't steal from Walmart, yeah
She a baddie I'ma get her hair did
The way she sucky-sucky, but she almost sick though
I'm from the clearest bitch, that's why I'm crystal
Eatin' that hoe, why did she say that it tickle
If you were a song baby I would not skip you
[Bridge]
She fuck me good, so now I gotta tip you
We in the hood, now we ridin' with stick-fu
Y'all want me to blow up, and not with the flint-[?]
Pass yo' ass out like some weed and [?]
Buss on yo' lip, but a n***a can't kiss you
Yeah, I buss on her tit' then I give her a tissue
Yeah, you pussy ass n***a, we ain't got no issue
Don't make me call my uncle up, we gon' clip you
If I have to put a n***a up, we gon' blimp you
Make a n***a curl up just lime some shrimp-mm
Cut a n***a, no but this not no temple (Aye)
He smoking on Delta, no that ain't no hemp, no
[Chorus]
Every problem if I had a dolla'
He wanna fight but I can't squabble
Swear if you were the type that would try to top me
Girl you my type, I'll take you to the tropics
Can't hang with a n***a, if they tryna pop me
Can't hate on a n***a unless they tryna drop me
Can't take no n***a that's tryna stop me (Flttt)
He had to kick the bitch out 'cause the hoe was tryna top me