PROBLEM

Bitch it's double O, you don't know I'm a problem Bitch, I'm a don dada, top shotter Bitch, I'm a opp goblin, catchin' ya mans Bitch, and I'll rob em, f*ck that, I'll pop em Like I said, I'm a fuckin' problem Bitch, they can't stop em And I got blood up on my hands Release the devil from within We catch him, can't make amends He out there screamin' for his friends But we all know that this the end Only if this was pretend Yeah, I got a lot of sins, yeah I got a lot of friends that sit up on my shoulders And talk to me when I get colder If it went over his head, nigga, then aim a little lower If you wanna slow a nigga down, then hit him in his shoulder Oh you doin' it with no mask, nigga, uh-huh, you gettin' bolder These niggas prayin' in the car before they goin' on a hit I don't see the point, I'm thinkin' bout the next zip Won't lil' Jeff me, I'll make sure my target hit Would y'all believe me if I told you I love this shit Put that mask on, hop up in a whip I could get my blast on and clear the crowd and shit He gon' need a tampon for all the blood he spit Go ahead, get your dance on, Shotty made him twitch Rock his body, make him shit, move like John Gott in this bitch get popped like Molly by a bitch I'm by myself, so ain't no snitch So if you see me, bitch, you done know you won't get a chance to run Put a beam up on my gun, I added that shit just for fun I just wanted to test my range without goin' to the range We boxed him in and tapped his brain, last thing that he saw was flames I make music full of pain, cause every day I'm tryna catch a stain Catch a nigga and his house leave blood on his windowpane Damn, they say double 0 yea, he insane I just tote da flame, tryna bust a nigga brain They say that I'm deranged, nah, bitch, I'm fuckin' psycho I brought my glove to dance, bitch, but I'm nothin' like Michael