Lyrics
[Verse 1]
I got problems and I can't solve 'em, but a **** got hoes
Need that, best believe me, it's hella savages round me 'bout to blow
Powdered-coated Lambos, it's stolen, don't ask me how it go
Ridin' round, we lootin', hella booted, flexin', Spielberg, shoot it
I got problems and I can't solve 'em, but a **** got hoes
Need that, best believe me, it's hella savages round me 'bout to blow
Powdered-coated Lambos, it's stolen, don't ask me how it go
Ridin' round, we lootin', hella booted, flexin', Spielberg, shoot it
[Verse 2]
Chopper showers when I'm in your city, chance of stains
Lil Remains done brung the 'caine, I came and shook the state
Now we straight done blew the place
Swervin' in the 'Vette, it's Yung Minor Threat
Who is next? Couple TEC, feel no love, no heart in chest
Flossin', I'm kinda lost, man, fuck all this Gucci shit
Designer belts I'm swingin', ran 'em out, and now I'm runnin' shit
Bad shit, say it with passion, outlandish acts with a foreign actress
We not the same, we like different classes
[Verse 3]
I got problems and I can't solve 'em, but a **** got hoes
Need that, best believe me, it's hella savages round me 'bout to blow
Powdered-coated Lambos, it's stolen, don't ask me how it go
Ridin' round, we lootin', hella booted, flexin', Spielberg, shoot it
I got problems and I can't solve 'em, but a **** got hoes
Need that, best believe me, it's hella savages round me 'bout to blow
Powdered-coated Lambos, it's stolen, don't ask me how it go
Ridin' round, we lootin', hella booted, flexin', Spielberg, shoot it
[Verse 4]
Light that blunt, take it to the face
Diamonds drippin', blood all over the place
Who is you? Meet my .30, ooh
Who is you? Meet my .30, ooh
Been on some young shit, stupid lil' boss bitch
I'm goin' in lawless, I'm kinda flawless
I'm often coughin' from blowin' logs and shit
Slightly narcissist, I feel just like Gucci
Fresh out marvelous, I'm off the shit
[Verse 5]
Light that blunt, take it to the face
Diamonds drippin', blood all over the place
Who is you? Meet my .30, ooh
Who is you? Meet my .30, ooh
Light that blunt, take it to the face
Diamonds drippin', blood all over the place
Who is you? Meet my .30, ooh
Who is you? Meet my .30, ooh
Written by: Germ