Problemattique - 1800 (feat. Laz)

In that 1942 out from 1800
When she come in for the jewels and the benja-mustard
I been datin lately, these girls stress me maybe
I should stretch relax and rubber band
Hitchu with the mood just so you can dance
I went prototype to mega man
Problemattique blast the bucket where you stand
Fuck a hook, I been trippin peter pan
Load the pot yeah I'll smoke out you a lot
Little king you won't catch him with a flock
So much smoke sleepy hollow through the fog
Lose ya head, millions are talkin glocks
I need to run away I think I need to get away
Take a major a piece and let the minor play
I take my queen in the night, count one dollar
Check ya fate, check-check
check check check checkmate
NYSE, see the fire, sign right by the x
Steady workin getting higher, thinkin bout my ex
God whippin out his hand and put it around my neck
Then I make two fists and pump it out my chest
You can't call the hotline when they suicide
Can't ball and not shine when you up on top
Stand tall with that smile it's all you fuckin got
Can't fall and lose mind you just left behind
You can't call the hotline when they suicide
Can't ball and not shine when you up on top
Stand tall with that smile it's all you fuckin got
Can't fall and lose mind you just left behind
Hitchu with the mood just so you can dance
I went prototype to mega man
Problemattique blast the bucket where ya stand
Fuck a hook, I been trippin peter pan
I been burning over and over again
If the little engine could I think I can
As I'm crushing down another 40 can
Only fucking with mwuah, I can't speak French
But I'll peddle as she ride the Tour de France
Out here thinking that I ain't the fucking man
Ain't no biggie, I'ma give her one more chance
If you keeping up my morals never ran
Tried to call up the hotline but I already died
Yeah he's cool yeah he's nice I'm no longer that guy
Things changed in my life that got me asking why
And that's the truth I'm hardwired showing you the light
Packed a major piece can't see me like a hideaway
Man these niggas don't know rap they let the minors play
When I see them, I'ma tell them put the mic away
And the rest are washed up, look out a tidal wave
OBE plus 426 we fin to blow up next
Steady working, getting higher thinking fuck my ex
I don't care if that was foul man I'll take the tech
Then I make two fist and pump it out my chest
You can't call the hotline when they suicide
Can't ball and not shine when you up on top
Stand tall with that smile it's all you fuckin got
Can't fall and lose mind you just left behind
You can't call the hotline when they suicide
Can't ball and not shine when you up on top
Stand tall with that smile it's all you fuckin got
Can't fall and lose mind you just left behind
Hitchu with the mood just so you can dance
I went prototype to mega man
Problemattique blast the bucket where ya stand
Fuck a hook, I been trippin peter pan

Written by:
AJ Laza, Matthew Rutledge

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