PROBLEMS Slump6s

[Intro]
Nigga you late, uh huh
I'm tryna uppin' my rank, uh huh
Lot of niggas that hate on me
This money, to make, oh yeah

[Chorus]
[?], bands, yeah, yeah
Off of [?], yeah
[?], in my lens, yeah, yeah
Spend my ten, yeah
That's yo man's? Oh huh
I'm gon' get him (Pftt)
I'm gon' flip that buck
Yeah, yeah, fuck the system
Free my niggas, yeah, yeah, in that prison
Yeah, had to drop this hoe, yeah, yeah
On God, she pissed me off
I can't stress this hoe, no, I will not trip about none

[Verse]
Lil' bro tryna get whiped down, this shit risky
Bitch, I got problems, yeah
Bitch, I got problems, yeah (Pftt)
Hop out the whip, and we doin' him-
Bitch, I been trippin' on meds, feel like I'm losin' it
Yeah, I walk around with all of the red, feel like I'm Lucifer
That's yo man's, yeah
We gon' pull up, jugg him for his bands, yeah, yeah
Bitch, I'll never switch up on what I said, I'ma stand down, yeah (Yeah)
Uh, [?], hit right now, yeah
Bad hoe, tryna get piped down, yeah, yeah
Backstage, yeah, Rollin' Loud, bitch
I been smokin' on loud
Yeah, I spent 500 on [?]
Yeah, I'm not tryna let her know
Big fat bullet, go through his throat
Bitch, start suckin' that dick, she gross
Nigga wanna be me, tryna get close
Bitch, not suckin' dick, get her gone
Countin' up green, [?]
[?]
In a all black tee, y-yeah
Take a nigga life, quick fee, oh no
Copyright my [?]
Nigga you late, uh huh
I'm tryna uppin' my rank, uh huh
Lot of niggas that hate on me
This money, to make, oh yeah
My brother told me, to be great
F-F-Fuck them niggas, tryna get in the way, on God
That lil' hoe, she tryna get slayed (Fuck)
We kick through your door, like, [?]