Khyri The Dappa - Problems (feat. Redboy Woods) Lyrics

Lil mama bad but she still got problems
He got a bag but he still got problems
I know they scared, niggas don't want no problems
Well F with you cause we got what'll solve this em
Lil mama bad but she still got problems
He got a bag but he still got problems
I know they scared, them niggas don't want no problems
Well f with us cause we got what'll solve all your problems
That bitch got problems but you knew that
Plugged threw you the bag and your dumbass blew that
You niggas be cappin' like waves in a do-rag
Trickin' for a bitch like nigga get your loot back
You gon' tote that gun lil nigga gon' shoot that
While I'm walk in the club they really like who that
That's a nigga nephew watch a nigga do that
Ladies sayin lean with it rock with it I fool with that
I see you niggas be trickin' on shorty
Lovin' and huggin' and f*ckin' on shorty
All on the gram be stalkin' on shorty
Come to find out she another nigga shorty
Don't call me up with no damned problems
Seem like everybody got them problems
Smoke you a blunt or get you a bottle
Get your money then focus on tomorrow
Either way it go better keep on goin
Don't talk about money they love when you show it
When you make it big don't forget about your homies
F*ck a couple bitches then back to the money
I hate bein' broke that shit feel funny
When you stack it up you better not blow it
When you stack it up you better not owe it
When you stack it up you better not owe it
Damnitredd
Lil mama bad but she still got problems
He got a bag but he still got problems
I know they scared, niggas don't want no problems
Well F with you cause we got what'll solve this em
Lil mama bad but she still got problems
He got a bag but he still got problems
I know they scared, them niggas don't want no problems
Well f with us cause we got what'll solve all your problems
Shawdy got booty and titties and pretty
But I still ain't tryin' to go crack on that joant
She wanna fly out to my city with me for the clout
Cause she heard that I rap but I won't
She heard I'm connected so she want a section
At my show with bottles and pack she can smoke
But I got them pretty girl county women with me
Fryin' her up while they crackin' they jokes
Im stuntin on rollers I'm feelin' like Tony Hawk
You ain't down to ride then it's bout to be a lonely walk
Blessed with the drip Iron filled up with holy water
I ain't bout to let her put my number in that Motorola
Step out on the scene lookin' clean and they know it's over
Ride past rollers tryna pull us over on the shoulder
She ain't all that I'ma pass her over to the chauffeur
So fresh I stood up and somebody thought I cleaned the sofa
God dang, I'm not tryna hit it
She thot for attention, postin' thirst traps
And she clockin' her mentions, go pull an old nigga
And plot on his pension
Them boys that you love ain't thugs, they scrubs
Enough to wash off every pot in the kitchen
You act like you up but I know that you stuck
Cause when I see you, you havin' problems and