Got a Problem lyrics

[Hook: Mike Jerz]
I think I got a problem
Addicted to marijuana
I think I got a problem
Addicted to marijuana
I think got a problem

[Verse 1: Chris Webby]
I got a problem and my brain is moving slower than f*ck
There'll be a foot of snow in hell before I'm sobering up
I got my dutchie in the cobra clutch
High as f*ck, eyes glassy while I roll up a blunt
Got my windows rolling up, cruising baking out the whip
Starting with that beaster bud, then I upgraded it to piff
Always got a joint lit and my bubbler packed
Blunt wrapped in twenty secs
No one's f*cking with that
Got my sticky sour diesel and my AK-47
Purple kush and northern lights, open the bag and you'd be smelling
The most incredible fragrance, roll it up and blaze it
If you got a problem to, then follow when I say it

[Hook: Mike Jerz]
I think I got a problem
Addicted to marijuana
I think I got a problem
Addicted to marijuana
I think got a problem
[Verse 2: Chris Webby]
Some people say that weed will not affect they way you live
They say that it's not a problem but my PO thinks it is
I'm just tryna roll a fatty up, homie mind your biz
So what if I'm half retarded from that purple that I twist
Burning like [?]
All this f*ckin THC in my system is drivin' me
To absolutely insanity, I know you understandin' me
Just to get out of bed I got to roll myself a gram or three
Still you know my gram will be impeccable, incredible
Even if my handwriting is hardly ever legible
Mary Jane's my baby girl, put her on a pedestal
[?] any time your L is full

[Hook: Mike Jerz]
I think I got a problem
Addicted to marijuana
I think I got a problem
Addicted to marijuana
I think got a problem

[Verse 3: Chris Webby]
I got a problem, showin' up to rehab with a weed bag, I need that
Roll it, light it, smoke it then repeat that
I been strung out on coke, got a dependency to ecstasy
Did so many pharmaceuticals I should be [?]
Now I gotten old, learned a lot up in the game
All I really need beside me is my baby Mary Jane
sh*t I'm runnin' low on cells in my brain
I lost my motherf*ckin' marbles
Doctor can't your nurses tell I'm insane
So lock me up and throw away the key
Just let me bring an eight with me
Some papers and a lighter I don't care where they be taking me
So roll a J for me, baby ride with me
Puff puff pass, till my people gettin' high with me
[Hook: Mike Jerz]
I think I got a problem
Addicted to marijuana
I think I got a problem
Addicted to marijuana
I think got a problem