Problematics - Thuggin' Life

I got the blicky and it know how to hold me right
Dish her off for the team that’s the homie pipe
I was like 16 when I had to fight
That’s when I swerved hit the curb that’s that red light
You ain't a nasty bitch
even if you weren’t broke before You can’t have shit
Body’s went and hit on that floor That’s that ‘matic
And No I ain’t Houdini I got sticks for this magic
And stop acting
Pull up on you crazy and Bitches get to clapping
Clap for me one time You’ll see what the fad is
I was outside selling dope To the fat kids
Different day same same shit
Daddy taught me to come back with a switch
Brothers told me to come back with a stick
And leave it at the counter if they don’t hollow the tip
‘Cuz they don’t know me
They don’t know ‘bout what this thuggin’ like
This shit crazy when we grew up in this thuggin’ life
I get money easy coming’ you’s a dummy type
And I ain’t pouring up the lean if it ain’t touchin’ sprite
Lil’ baby if you my shorty you gon’ always ride
I pull the stick up on the nigga leave him petrified
Got 99 for all you niggas nigga germicide
All the way up to the top until I’m certified
Thuggin’ like this
We rollin’ like this
Roll up my stick
I'm all in that bitch
And if I’m too high
She drivin’ my whip
We outta’ that bitch
We back to my crib
Thuggin’ like this
We rollin’ like this
Roll up my stick
I'm all in that bitch
And if I’m too high
She drivin’ my whip
We outta’ that bitch
We back to my crib
Bitch I feel like an insomniac
No wait Why?
Cuz’ I never wanna sleep
Smoke two eighths just to knock me off my feet
Getting all this money gotta copy not delete
And if we Fucking on the low gotta keep this shit discrete
Said if we Fucking on the low gotta keep it in the sheets
Aye Yeah
Bitch I’m crazy n I’m toxic
Talking bout the past then I’m switching up the topic
Need four rings do the dash call me sonic
If I get they gon’ get it best believe that ima lob it
And my bitch like 2 pac she gon go ahead n toss it up
See the way we move no you can’t walk with us
See it in my eyes so please don’t talk too much
And once I get up deep inside no I can’t keep in touch
Cause I just hop in then I dip like its a double Dutch
I’m so different from the jump I’m like a double clutch
‘Cuz they don’t know me
they don’t know ‘bout what this thuggin’ like
This shit crazy when we grew up in this thuggin’ life
I get money easy coming’ you’s a dummy type
And I ain’t pouring up the lean if it ain’t touchin’ sprite
Lil’ baby if you my shorty you gon’ always ride
I pull the stick up on the nigga leave him petrified
Got 99 for all you niggas nigga germicide
All the way up to the top until I’m certified
Thuggin’ like this
We rollin’ like this
Roll up my stick
I'm all in that bitch
And if I’m too high
She drivin’ my whip
We outta’ that bitch
We back to my crib
Thuggin’ like this
We rollin’ like this
Roll up my stick
I'm all in that bitch
And if I’m too high
She drivin’ my whip
We outta’ that bitch
We back to my crib

Written by:
Brandon Holman, Chaise Havens, Guillermo Francis, Kade Morris

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