Lil Moe From The Minny - Problems With Us (feat. YCB Rondo)

Niggas got problems with me
Tell 'em to come chop it up any day
Pick up the team and we let it spray
Car full of guns, and a lot of k's
Always masked up, won't catch a case
Bae I got no to time, I just need some space
If I'm coming around, I'm dicking her down 'Cause she sees blue hundreds all in my face
Niggas got problems with me
Tell 'em to come chop it up any day
Pick up the team and we let it spray
Car full of guns, and a lot of k's
Always masked up, won't catch a case
Bae I got no to time, I just need some space
If I'm coming around, I'm dicking her down, 'Cause she sees blue hundreds all in my Face
Niggas got problems with me
Is it gon' be up there?
Nigga of course
I'm dropping them down, I show no remorse
Hellcat go fast, I'm right out the course
I'm staying up top, I'm stuck in that north
If I'm going to fast, I'm gon' take it real slow
Nigga got problems, he'll drop till the bottom
You know I'll dot his ass with the pole
Take off with that layup, nigga and-one
Tell my niggas to pay up, shit I ain't done
Can't not be honest, nigga regardless
Pussy nigga got shot up wit the gun
Cash out on a new check, got my funds
Don't ask no money, go get you some
Young nigga with bands, you get what I'm sayin
Clip to head now look who won
Niggas got problems with me
Tell 'em to come chop it up any day
Pick up the team and we let it spray
Car full of guns, and a lot of k's
Always masked up, won't catch a case
Bae I got no to time, I just need some space
If I'm coming around, I'm dicking her down
'Cause she sees blue hundreds all in my face
They all in my face
Blue Hundreds they all in my face
Told bae come and give me a taste
We dropping hot shit like a mothafuckin' plate
Remember them days we had hopped over gates
That boy there be dissin', I run in his face
I'm not wit da talkin', I'm not wit da games
Or he can get burnt up my nickname La' Flame
While I burn up dutches, I don't know the strain
It's The Midwest Baby, yeah I been sick
Baby spun around like a ripstick
Had a couple ounces inna kitchen
And not to mention yo bitch wanna lick it
Green beam onna floor, three you kno he not missin'
You ain't safe, if you wit him want the whole team missin
If you really say you miss him then you better go fishing
I'ma man wit my hands, but I bet with this Glock he pissin', nigga
Niggas got problems with me
Tell 'em to come chop it up any day
Pick up the team and we let it spray
Car full of guns, and a lot of k's
Always masked up, won't catch a case
Bae I got no to time, I just need some space
If I'm coming around, I'm dicking her down
'Cause she sees blue hundreds all in my face
Lil' bitch I'm sticked up
Walk around town, the whole gang blicked up
But you kept yo shit tucked
The snakes, and the enemies already done cliqued up
So hit my line, if you really gon' chat with me
Don't bother, if you still wanna scrap with me
Nigga don't tap with me
Moe From The Minny up north when he rap, but I still got some Nap' in me
Dots on his head, like some acne
Nigga it's funny, I got all this money, my faculties
Making a masterpiece
Banging No Limit, like Master P
You chasing a bag, then come after me
Shining hard, like this bust down
Beat a nigga, he get run downed
Bro caught a body, hands up like a touchdown
Chase this money, till it's sun down
Niggas got problems with me
Tell 'em to come chop it up any day
Pick up the team and we let it spray
Car full of guns, and a lot of k's
Always masked up, won't catch a case
Bae I got no to time, I just need some space
If I'm coming around, I'm dicking her down
'Cause she sees blue hundreds all in my face
Nigga

Written by:
Mohamed Ahmed, YCB Rondo

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