Problems Only The Family (Ft. King Von)

[Intro]
Aight, this round two right here
Or you could say two-point-give
But this that Get Back Gang shit, you feel me?
For real

[Verse 1]
Now who tryna fuck around? (Who?)
Fuck with us and get fucked around
Headshots if you duckin' down (Boom)
Then we shoot at the fuckin' ground
See, folks 'nem be killin' shit (Whacked)
Whack the target and the witnesses (Whacked)
We don't believe in no half dones
We start somethin', then we finish it (Huh)
If it's beef, then we gotta cook it
Killin' niggas a hobby to me (It is)
I got shorties that's loyal, them boys catchin' bodies for me (For real)

[Chorus]
See, niggas be 'flauging (They 'flauge)
Like they want some problems (They don't, problems)
But that ain't no problem (For real)
My niggas, they starvin' (They starvin')
Them niggas is monsters (They is)
With the glizzies they marchin' (Boom, boom)
And if you actin' retarded
Then pistols get sparkin' (They do)
Ain't talkin' revolvers
Spot 'em, I got 'em (I got 'em)
I gotta problem, I solve it
I take 'em out like the garbage
See, they catchin' bodies for me, me (They is)
They catchin' bodies for me, me (My kids)
They catchin' bodies for me, me (My soul)
Do not get bodied for me (Bitch)