[Chorus]

I'm a big problem (TAPEKID)

I don’t want the lil' D'Ussé, I want the big bottle

Niggas doin’ weird-ass shit just to get follows

I like my side hoes lightskin, main bitch chocolate

Rio locked, Packman gon' keep shit poppin'

Million-dollar nigga, still eatin' fries from McDonald's

Thirty-inch bustdown my bae, she ride dick proper

If I can pray there, I can stay there, we don't get proffers, nigga

[Verse 1]

Huh, nigga, fuck the feds

So much dog shit in my pocket, where the plunger at?

Had a threesome with a dyke ho and my baby mama

We eatin' coochie at the same time and we keep bumpin' heads

Hold on, bitch, back up, I can do it better

Tried to abort my lil’ son, he a truly blessing

Fuck a bitch once, then I’m straight, I'm a coochie tester

Mixin’ PAI, Quagen, and Wock', this a spooky beverage

Dove told me vlog my life and I love that nigga

Paul never turned his back, I'm still thuggin' with him

I miss Kenaisha every damn day, wish she’d hug a nigga

Gave up on rap, Joe McFashion told me flood them niggas

Huh, so I'm back for blood

Treat these rap niggas like my sons, told 'em wrap it up

Boyfriend pimpin' with the bitch at home shackin' up

Gave my brother life, that shit make me wanna whack the judge

Huh, this my life daily

Ghetto nigga, chicken fried hard with the rice gravy

Niggas actin' hard, but they sweet, they some Life Savers

Made my son high off the Wock', he a pint baby

[Chorus]

I'm a big problem

I don't want the lil' D'Ussé, I want the big bottle

Niggas doin' weird-ass shit just to get follows

I like my side hoes lightskin, main bitch chocolate

Rio locked, Packman gon' keep shit poppin'

Million-dollar nigga, still eatin' fries from McDonald's

Thirty-inch bustdown my bae, she ride dick proper

If I can pray there, I can stay there, we don't get proffers

[Verse 2]

Yeah, we on verse two

I done touched so many (Brr), call me bird flu

I wouldn't give a fuck if you was Jesus, I'd serve you

Never show your soft side to a bitch, 'cause it'll hurt you

These bitches Dairy Queens

Bought a hundred cases, think it's green, but it's antifreeze

Tell Jess Hilarious that I wanna eat that panty cream

Burglar bar doors when I'm trappin' 'cause I'm scared of fiends

Bitch, don't touch me

If the pussy stink when she show up, bitch, let's get musty

The same bitch that used to play with you back in high school

Will double back and try to give you the pussy when they get chunky

[Chorus]

Yeah, I'm a big problem

I don't want the lil' D'Ussé, I want the big bottle

Niggas doin' weird-ass shit just to get follows

I like my side hoes lightskin, main bitch chocolate

Rio locked, Packman gon' keep shit poppin'

Million-dollar nigga, still eatin' fries from McDonald's

Thirty-inch bustdown my bae, she ride dick proper

If I can pray there, I can stay there, we don't get proffers, nigga

[Outro]

We don't get no proffers, bro

We gon' take it on the chin

Fuck it

Lunch Crew, y'ello

(The Lunch Crew Company, I'm part of that)

(Please don't ever use that, because that's embarrassing for me)

(The Lunch Crew Company)