F*ck Me Too - Problem, Problem feat. Casanova, 1TakeJay, Saviii 3rd

Like the county, all I see is all blues

She love the Crips, but she big SuWoo

I got that dick that make her do what it do

If I was you, I’d probably fuck me too

Like the county, all I see is all blues

She love the Crips, but she big SuWoo

I got that dick that make her do what it do

If I was you, I’d probably fuck me too

Like the county, all I see is all blues

She love the Crips, but she big SuWoo

I got that dick that make her do what it do

If I was you, I’d probably fuck me too

Baby always struck me as a smart chick

Now get over here and hop all on this boss dick

Countin' money all day, I’m exhausted

Fucked baby twice, then I tossed it (let her go)

Countin' money all day, I’m exhausted (I'm so tired)

Nigga drippin' like a fucked up faucet

Damn!

Boy I’m with the business like a office

Damn, damn, damn, damn!

That cutie with the booty tryna do something to me

Tell these rap niggas stop woofin' before I do somethin'

My niggas like Steph with the range, have 'em hoppin' out the rain

Got a hundred in each drum, they ain’t even gotta aim

Just let it go

Like the county, all I see is all blues

She love the Crips, but she big SuWoo

I got that dick that make her do what it do

If I was you, I’d probably fuck me too

Like the county, all I see is all blues

She love the Crips, but she big SuWoo

I got that dick that make her do what it do

If I was you, I’d probably fuck me too

If I was you, I’d probably fuck me too

If I was you, I’d probably fuck me too

If I was you, I’d probably fuck me too

Fuck me, fuck me, fuck me too

I’m from the Big Apple

You could be a grown ass man, I’ll still kidnap you

Gat to your back like «Get in the whip, nigga»

I’m a Blood, and I fuck with Crip niggas that’ll hit nigga

'Til the clip done

It’s a million ways to die, nigga you should pick one

Ridin' in that hoopty and that shit got high mileage

Bouncin' up and down 'cause that bitch got hydraulics

You would think I’m in the West but I’m ridin' by Ragamuffin

Strap on my lap, mufucka, ain’t hiding nothin'

I don’t really want to, but you niggas forced me

Yeah I’m in the Porsche, if I crash it’s gon' cost me

They see a nigga on, now these niggas wanna hawk me

Saw me with Wyclef, it was killin' niggas softly

Problem

If these niggas want a problem, just get a greenlight, I’ll red dot 'em

Boom boom boom

We gon' do that shit like this, hol' up

That nigga Problem told me to just gas these motherfuckers first niggas 'bout

time

Hol' up

Look

Ahead of my time, tryna stop my shine

Every chance I get I’m representin' every time

Now she on my line, cause she see me poppin'

Problem know if it’s a problem, call up Sav' and I’ma solve it

Ain’t no pocket rocket, P89 Ruger, do ya

She ain’t got no cash for the gas, bitch Uber

Know a nigga nothin' in this hood but a goober

Baby I’m a joint, he a loser

Lose him, I do this

Watch my do my dance like Shooter

Watch me fuck it up like Shooter

I make it look easy

But I promise it’s a real meaning to these therapeutic verses I be speaking

Lookin' at your team and my team, and I was thinking

Your squad full of clowns, but you probably the weakest

I was with the heathens, got a little booty call from Niqua

She talkin' 'bout she pregnant, finna keep it

Nigga that’s on Jesus

I ain’t goin' for it, bitch beat it

Blue notes singing like Anita

Flex for no reason

Let the wrong nigga get some baggage, you can tell I never had it I be extra

and dramatic nigga