Who Want Problems Mozzy

[Intro]
Who want problems nigga
Shooters shootin' shooters, real shottas nigga
This is Jay P Bangz music
Another headshot through a dead body junky

[Chorus]
Ayy word to mama, more than thirty on my llama nigga
Shooters shootin' shooters, real shottas nigga
Shooters shootin' shooters, real shottas nigga
We probably pop you 'bout a problem, who want problems with us?
Ayy word to mama, more than thirty on my llama nigga
Shooters shootin' shooters, real shottas nigga
Shooters shootin' shooters, real shottas nigga
We probably pop you 'bout a problem, who want problems with us?

[Verse 1]
Gangland in attendance, the stick extended
I was lookin' like a bum in the slum but I fixed the image
Piecin' up on Crumbs for the skipper
Them niggas giggled, they was tickled
Feds on my lane, yeah I'm in a pickle, finna wiggle
Icicle on me, you see the Skittles, quarter million
Slid to the jeweler, throw him the fiddles
Red beam, scribble utensils and leave a dimple
This the red team, hit like a brindle, that's off the dribble
Lil three eighty thang, pulled out, made him come off the nickel
Sting operation, too gangster to play the middle
Ask the killers, Mozzy has Sacramento on sizzle
We official, free two gun and multiple pistols