NO.1 CAPTAIN - Prblem Child

I won’t spend on you so ima problem now, momma still love me and ima problem-child,
I might take your bitch but I won’t tie ha down, ima Fuck ha good but won’t keep ha around,
Hit rocks bitch I’m cooking rocks bitch, Fuck a key bitch I need a lock smith,
Bring the bacon soda make it lock quick,
Don’t fuck with my dawg cause he known to pop quick,
Do we got a problem?
I’ll be in the middle don’t you size my nigga Malcolm,
Disrespect the gang bitch you all ready know the outcome, can’t let bygones be bygones my niggas they gone buy guns,
Yea suck on my little python yea ok look at my lil godson yea, ok look at my lil godson if they parents bite one I swear bro I got dem, yea and that’s a whole lotta smoke and blue across the water wit a whole lotta dope,
If she fuck me she gone make it that’s a whole lotta hopes, got two cousins getting bodit that’s a whole lotta strokes,
Yeaaa you don’t want them pulling up on you looking like the sauce man, shooting at your crib told you not to cross them get one of your own to murk you told you not to trust him, yeeea pull up on fool with my beretta in berates, I’m bout my loot I’m bout the cheddar and the checks, she on the pole she see the loot she get more wet, what’s that dripping down ha drawls that’s Moet

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