Problem lyrics

by

Birdman


[Intro]
n*gga, it's T.R.N.I.Dad
n*gga, Jame$, dollar sign forget it, b*tch!
Every time behind me…
Zone three forever, shout out to the West of the East
On the real n*ggas, real b*tches, let’s go!

[Verse 1]
Why you acting scared?
Tell that n*gga to fight somethin'
Why she acting scared?
Tell that b*tch to f*ck somethin'
I’m blunt, n*gga, bout what I wanna say
Give that b*tch a blunt or somethin'
Now bet, n*gga, that pus*y shaved
I bet, n*gga, that pus*y shaved
You best believe I’m tipping n*gga
If you catch me, in the pus*y place
Stadium, Magic City, finally doing the rain daince
Keep that, champagne, I’m all molly n*gga, I need water
Gold game, the campaign, n*gga the whole city, they know me (Come on!)
Young n*ggas, dont know no bout' em
But I swear they leave you holy
Greatest, still don’t give a f*ck, you can wait n*gga on dash
Man I love my city, n*gga
My city love me back!
And when I roll around n*gga
I say, all they’re screaming is 'Dad, 'Dad!
[Hook]
Trinidad! Boy, you a problem!
Them n*ggas mad, cause a young n*gga grinding
Trinidad! Boy you a problem!
Them n*ggas mad, cause a young n*gga grinding
Who? who? who? who?
Trinidad! Boy you a problem!
Them n*ggas mad, cause a young n*gga grinding
Trinidad! Boy you a problem!
Them n*ggas mad, cause a young n*gga grinding

[Verse 2]
Two hoes, I’m too show, f*ck the mouth, I need that two holes
Damn boy, you nasty!
Lame ho, you didn’t know
I’m TJames, this is my year, best believe it's my time
Shout out, Clay Co, was with my south side, with dollar signs
This new Atlanta n*gga, what it do
Tax scam that new juug
n*gga, thank God, man, for the juice, thank God, man, for the juice
Shout out to my young n*ggas
In the hood, in designers
Got Gucci shoes on Cliton Ave
Them young n*ggas be grinding
Them Prada shoes, n*gga too cheap, Balenciaga and Versace
Make them hoes say Ohh Oui!
Make them hoes say Ohh Oui!
They say damn James, you need some new teeth
Ain’t it about time?
I say damn Lance, you got your own di*k
n*gga, get the hell off mine
I got a new pill called "kill yourself"
f*ck n*gga, you should try it
This swag here original, n*ggas wonder how they can buy it (Pricetag!)
Well yeezy's cost me like 2 G's (Yessir)
Jacket out of the 90's (Amen)
Ain’t nothing changed, so don’t be mad
Just when you see me, just say 'Dad!
[Hook]
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