Moxie Java lyrics

[Intro: Rexx Life Raj]
Look
I think I might have a f*cking problem
Crushing Adderall in Moxie Java
Thinking about getting more to the bank
Trying to get places they said I can't
I think I, I think I might have a f*cking problem
Crushing Adderall in Moxie Java
Thinking about getting more to the bank
But they won't let me in cause I smell like dank

[Verse 1: Rexx Life Raj]
I'm just a Berkeley n*gga putting on for the south
Metal detectors installed in my mouth
I've been far too focused to take note of you clowns
Got a big booty b*tch and she holding me down down
Everytime I come around town these n*ggas embarassed
Y'all out feeling fresh off clearance
I stunt when not necessary
My di*k has seen too much pus*y to get married
Keep that sh*t pounding like 808
Keep a bad b*tch on layaway
With pus*y so fire that sh*t should say stay away
My papa taught me the playa way
I hope my bro put the K away
Would spray for me when needed
Pray for me I need it
I been sucker ducking, ducking polices
Harassing me cause my features
When I be out with my other b*tch that stay in Martinez
My other b*tch a believer
My other b*tch in Benicia
I mob in her Prius, her momma don't like me
I told her suck me
I'm a Berkeley n*gga, sh*t could get ugly
My n*ggas pouring fours all in their slushy
We taking risks like we was taking lunch money
f*ck it, we trappin' trippin, trippin' trappin'
You n*ggas piggy-backing, I'm with the realest faction
Sucka n*ggas napping, wake 'em out of Z
We send a b*tch like a pound of weed
I got n*ggas living sending a pound a week
Counting money like fat b*tches count calories
Triple, quadruple our salary
sh*t on these n*ggas, give f*cks if they mad at me
[Hook: Rexx Life Raj (Nef The Pharoah)]
Actually I think I might have a (f*cking problem)
Crushing Adderall and (marijuana)
Thinking about getting more (to the bank)
Trying to get places (they said I can't)
Actually I think I might have a (f*cking problem)
Crushing Adderall and (marijuana)
Thinking about getting more (to the bank)
But they won't let me in cause I (smell like dank)
I think I might have a mother f*cking problem
I think I might have a mother f*cking problem
Tripping in the trap house
Tripping, tripping in the trap house

[Verse 2: Nef The Pharoah]
Got a b*tch in the US, suck di*k for a sport
Four foot three and she never come short
I think she falling in love with the boy
Wouldn't you know that it's not a good choice
Berkley, Chanel, straight dolphin apparel
Get left with the pharoah
Chewing on Zanny's, I'm fresh off the plane
Know b*tch I'm the man
No socks in my Yeezys
The lean got me sleepy
I'm still feeling freaky
Bout to go round up some mother f*cking checks
Green sip, yellow sip, Afghan Tex
Yall n*ggas ain't about that syrup sh*t
Boy no making you nervous
Me and my n*ggas get rich off this
Hit the mart blow it back cause the money ain't sh*t
I know I'm going in but let a n*gga take a sip
sh*t
She wanna take a trip, she ain't never got her chips
Imma dip
I love smoking weed and sipping mother f*cking wiling
b*tch I live on rapper's island
[Hook: Rexx Life Raj (Nef The Pharoah)]
Actually I think I might have a (f*cking problem)
Crushing Adderall and (marijuana)
Thinking about getting more (to the bank)
Trying to get places (they said I can't)
Actually I think I might have a (f*cking problem)
Crushing Adderall and (marijuana)
Thinking about getting more (to the bank)
But they won't let me in cause I (smell like dank)
I think I might have a mother f*cking problem
I think I might have a mother f*cking problem
Tripping and trap trap
Tripping and trap trap