Ghost, Highlifeflo, Ronald Tom and SOSA SOUNDS - Problematic
I'm problematic (yah)
I'm problematic (yah)
Look,
I'm problematic and It's a habit
c workaholic,
Enigmatic,
Like I'm working with some voodoo magic
Man I'm problematic,
I'm way too tragic
Workaholic
Ducking automatics while I'm stuck in traffic
I got Weller in my cup (uh huh)
I ain't drinking smutt
I just bought her butt (so what?)
I rub that thing for luck
She just wanna fuck (oh yah)
cnd she brought her cuffs
She don't say too much (why?)
She only speaking dutch
I try to keep it copacetic
Im apathetic
Sublimity in my genetics
Homiletics
My spirit, on some psychedelics
I know where hell is
Swiss money against my ethics
But i checked the econometric
I ain't vet yet
So place yah bets in
Missed calls
I got the message
This just the start of my successes
New perception
Commas in my dollars with appreciation by percentage
cnd I try blend in
Ghost
Never knew a bag till I stopped buying for VVS
Started checkin' tags, cuz my partners said "feed me"
Mattress on the floor to the stars in the ceilin'
Cancer in my lungs told my uncle that won't be me
Made 1,000 hundreds, then I started getting freebies
Blocked all my hoes, get my mind off of titties
The whip is automatic, think its 12 when they see me
The Grip is automatic a made band watching tv
I got Weller in my cup (uh huh)
I ain't drinking smutt
I just bought her butt (so what?)
I rub that thing for luck
She just wanna fuck (oh yah)
cnd she brought her cuffs
She don't say too much (why?)
She only speaking dutch
Everybody say they love me econ-y
Walking in the hotel lobby she say she know me
Snow bunny with the flat tummy
css chunky
But life ain't easy with bye hunnies
Jelly bummies they get to hunting
Like they cobra kai
Speeding down the highway
The wanna find me
She eating my salami
While we flying
I told the pilot land softly
Don't want her biting
She asked "Is this kauai?"
I said "No, it's italy"
I got Weller in my cup (uh huh)
I ain't drinking smutt
I just bought her butt (so what?)
I rub that thing for luck
She just wanna fuck (oh yah)
cnd she brought her cuffs
She don't say too much (why?)
She got her throat to stuffed
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