BackendProblemChild
(专辑: Problem Child 3 - 2021)
Hoppa in the
lab D
Major, baby Yeah Ayy, 40, what they doin'? Ayy, ayy Go get that money, but don't let it change you I
take them Percocets until I
can't move The
only time they see us on the
TV is the
news My niggas rather post up on the
block than go to school I'm thinking 'bout my brother, he in the
penitentiary Presidential Rollie on my wrist, I
feel like Hillary I
can't fuck with him 'cause he got pussy nigga tendencies I
got a
hundred rounds in this Drake for all my enemies I'm thinking about the
struggle, it's fucking with my energy I'm balling with my brothers, I'm richer than my enemies Rolex don't tick, nigga If I
want a
bomb, I
make it Swear hoes in Tampa, nigga, treat me like I'm Tom Brady (Tom Brady) Don't know why I
bought you Cubans I
know when I
lose it I
can see you faking your moves I
take that cash and I
bury it Money is the
scariest I
don't care as long as it grew, ayy I
ain't talking cheap [?] Same time I
went in, I'm losing my [?] I
just need money, I
don't need no friends, ayy Catch me in Chicago with my Glock, I'mma win, ayy D
Major, baby Ayy Back up on that bullshit, I'm on it, ayy Them drugs got me moving like a
zombie (Ayy, boy, what that doin'?) Put some cash on his head like he an Onyx Chase that money, that's the
only time I'm running Fuck them niggas genuinely Bitch, it ain't no fearing me Niggas run they mouth like Charlemagne, that DJ envy me My lil' bitch keep blowing up my phone, say she missing me Merry Christmas, bitch, I
sent them shooters through your chimney, ayy I
am fuck with none of these niggas I
got drugs in my system, all my brothers in the
system, uh My chopper got a
crush on hum, I
let them bullets kiss him And, I'm giving you my pain on this fucking instrumental We probably never talk again, she seen me with her friend, ayy Gave that boy so many shots, I
shoulda been a
CNA Real nigga I
stay, even if the
rent ain't paid For all these Jacksons, and my shooter on a
rampage [?] like that bitch you tell her right things Yellow diamonds in her AP, I
ain't talking Vikings And, it ain't take nothing but a
drop to turn my Sprite pink And, the
streets can't wait till I
drop, this shit like Visine Fuck them rappers stealing my flow, they nothing like me My grandad was a
hustler so that money just in my genes I
hate packing my luggage, so I
shop when I
be landing I
went and bought drugs for everyone they had abandoned me And, I
bought banana clips, my crew full of chimpanzees I
ain't got no legs, these pussy niggas, they can't stand me She a
real bitch, she hide them Perkies in her panties Backend Problem Child, we need a
hood granny