Problem lyrics

by

Dizzy Wright


[Intro]

[Hook]
Wait a minute wait a minute
Ya’ll dont know me like that n*gga wait a minute
Wait a minute wait a minute
I’ll crack your f*cking skull b*tch wait a minute

[Jarren Benton]
Yeah hit a n*gga with a night stick
Stab his heart with an ice pick
Soon as I get my royalty check I'mma buy my b*tch a pair of nice tits
Smoking dope and sippin' iced shlit (cough) I’m sick
Your ho was choking up on my di*k
So I hit the b*tch with the Heimlich
Lurk the block for a trick to rob
Kick the door, we don't twist the knob
Covering this b*tch with a ninja mask start stabbin' n*ggas with a shish kebab
Calamity the industry couldn’t handle me
Am I the only guy who wanted to f*ck Casey Anthony? (Yeeaah)
I don't give a sh*t if she just killed the kid
And stuffed her in the trunk I’d still let that b*tch suck my di*k
Mad scientist rule with an iron fist
f*ck swag, show up looking bummy, I ain't on to sh*t
Jarren Benton pull your b*tches hair extensions
Freebasing with Kevin Bacon
Popping pills with Paris Hilton
Twelve o’ clock b*tch where’s your children
Stuff them in the stove and kill them
Take them out and throw them on your porch b*tch now go and get them
[Hook]
Wait a minute wait a minute
Ya’ll dont know me like that n*gga wait a minute
Wait a minute wait a minute
I’ll crack your f*cking skull b*tch wait a minute
Problem problem b*tch I am a problem
I spent half my life just tyrna make it out the bottom
Bottom bottom sickest from the bottom
I can’t stop until I hit the top b*tch got em

[Verse 2: Playboy Tre]
I got the Cadillac dippin
Brown liquor sippin
I’m a giant b*tch my nest
Hanging from the f*cking ceiling
Give a sh*t I don't give a f*ck
Go ahead pull that up
Roll that up
Blow that pus*y up, C4 in her gut
Drop the top, throw a couple racks, show these n*ggas up
Now they so agitated with my money maturations
I got Polo on my stitchin', b*tches drippin' while I’m rippin'
Touch my family or my living I’ll put bullets in your kidney
Kat-kat-kat just like that-that-that flat up on your back
Tell your folk relax or ya’ll gonna lose some partners back to back
Georgia rebel and you just a pus*y, honey buy my shovel
Cause I bury rappers word till there diamonds in my bezel
Here we go Lincoln MKS
Panoramic view
Stomp the teeth up out yo' mouth
I got some Nike’s you can chew
Tre boy Play with my n*gga Jarren Benton
Where we from?
East Atlanta that's the day
b*tch now where’s my shot of rum
[Jarren Benton]
B-b-b-b-b*tch I just joined the Illuminati
So drink some Jarren Benton f*ckin’ A dude its a party
Kicking with my kids we watching iCarly
And they always trash the f*cking house with action figures and barbies
Yo momma said if I f*ck her right then she’ll buy me a Harley
I’m on that Breaking Bad sh*t doing meth in the back of an RV
Adidas on my feet I don’t f*ck with Ed Hardy
But I do endorse Bacardi
b*tch we do more coke than Charlie
Sheen bling the telephone ring
It’s TV-G b*tch they cannot f*ck with this regime
I’ll break your f*cking leg and then I’ll wrap it in a sling
And bash it with a two-by-four and break them sh*ts again
I’m crazy and deranged
Hey where the f*ck is my brain?
They say these words that kill you so I spit like an M-16
They come equipped with an infrared beam
Got dust inside of my weed
And I was put here just to murder the game now bleed b*tch bleed
Bleed, bleed, now bleed b*tch bleed
We're Freebasing b*tch!

[Hook]
Wait a minute wait a minute
Ya’ll dont know me like that n*gga wait a minute
Wait a minute wait a minute
I’ll crack your f*cking skull b*tch wait a minute
Problem problem b*tch I am a problem
I spent half my life just tyrna make it out the bottom
Bottom bottom sickest from the bottom
I can’t stop until I hit the top b*tch got em
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