YoungBoy Never Broke Again - Problem (Too Shiesty) lyrics

(CashMoneyAP) hot sum'
Fuck nigga diss and neva pop nun'

I’ma hot sum'
That's why these niggas tryna mop sum'
Pussy ass nigga
All that dissin' neva pop nun'
I wouldn’t let ‘em hold that glizzy
If he neva shot nun'
Every nigga round me wit it
And we all rock sum' slow down Montana
I let the window down and spray round
All my niggas know go to hitttin’ back
To back right after my K sound
Lil' bitch I'm known for to get
It poppin' and keep that four-pound
On yo’ front porch that 40 get to
Knockin and blow yo door down
It's four of us smokin' personal
Blunts with our own nine
Five of our own bullets gon bust
Yo dome yea that's on time
Get the burner on even them home
Alone bitch don't come inside
When I say it's up on nun but get
It on cause bitch I'm bout mine
Puttin' cash on his brand new
AP put money on mine
For gang sake no onе can save me
I watch the blood risе
This nigga diss me then I kill em'
And make his pop cry
Tryna cross up times with the whole system
And gain a third eye

These niggas don't like me I'm so shiesty
I'm a fuckin' problem
These niggas be bitin' they just like me
That's a fuckin' problem
These niggas wanna fight me keep that pipe
By me I up and pop em
This nigga deadly as the reaper
They can't fuckin’ stop em
Shawty think I'm stupid as a fuck
But she just wanna dollar
I ain't ran it up or gained yo
Trust to take away yo problem
She ain't got no love
But what the fuck I think nun wrong about it
I was thinkin' bout it from your point
Of view let's talk about it
I just wanna fuck
Slidin' in them dooley trucks
Reachin’ for a drive, gettin' high
Bitch we movin' up
Get euthanized from the skies
Tryna kill or duck
A hunnid rounds when we slidin'
You can't run from us

Diamonds shine put a brand new chain on me I
Won't take it off just hit ‘em right
For to leave a stain on em they
Gon stretch that boy at the light
Swear them people changed on em they all
Cut feel I can't make it right
I can't put the blame on em
I just reminisce through city lights
I just went spent fifty grand at Barney’s
Bitch I’m rich as fuck
Drank head, bust pints all in the mornin’
Didn’t even pop a flat I’m leaning right
This bitch tell me if you want it
Pay to buss yo fuckin’ shit tonight
This bitch keep actin like she want it
Want this dick you gon get hit tonight

These niggas don't like me I'm so shiesty
I'm a fuckin' problem
These niggas be bitin' they just like me
That's a fuckin' problem
These niggas wanna fight me
Keep that pipe by me I up and pop em
This nigga deadly as the reaper
They can't fuckin’ stop em
Shawty think I'm stupid as a fuck
But she just wanna dollar
I ain't ran it up or gained yo
Trust to take away yo problem
She ain't got no love
But what the fuck I think nun wrong about it
I was thinkin' bout it from your point
Of view let's talk about it
I just wanna fuck
Slidin' in them dooley trucks
Reachin’ for a drive, gettin' high
Bitch we movin' up
Get euthanized from the skies
Tryna kill or duck
A hunnid rounds when we slidin' you
Can't run from uss, oh, naw, nah