Problems Rich Kidz

[Chorus: Skooly]
Feelin' nauseous, hearin' voices
All this dough, all these hoes, i got choices
Don't do this for fun
That made me the one
Nigga had to hustle for the things that i want
I might roll me up a blunt just to smoke my problems away
I might pour me up a drank just to sip my problems away
I might fuck a niqqa bitch she can suck my problems away
Im young gettin' money, fuck my problems today

[Verse 1: Skooly]
Plenty lube, my slippers whisper in jimmy chew
Get plenty food, i doubled up on that benny's food
Not many jewels but I'm shinin' my niqqa
Yes I'm shinin' like a diamond i figure
I'm gone shine with my niqqas
No surprise, you pussy niqqas deprived
Never divide i multiply im gone reside with mines
Over grind they gone respect it
Overtime I'm goin extra
Won't neglect the fact that mamma didn't search for contraception
I put two grams in a blunt (and we smoke)
Syrup all in my soda pop. (give me more)
Imma make yo bitch give me top
She can suck my problems away Imma fuck my problems today