Problem

By MaxiMillian91

Released on November 22, 2019

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Problem

Intro

Hello!

Imma!

You!

Yeah

Hook

Caught em by surprise

I’m that kind of guy

All these drinks be going down

Send another nine

Is that your girl up in my section

Watch me blow her mind

Round and round she goes

Guess that tongue got optimised

(Imma) fucking problem

(You) wanna start shit (x3)

(Imma Imma) problem

(You) wanna start shit

Verse 1

Fuck with me

Imma stain up in these streets

Got that wave to bop your head

Plus that snare that’s stabs the beat

See

I ain’t one to beat around the bush

I get straight down to it (ye-yeah)

I can see the reason why you look

Im a big influence (see you looking (x2))

Seems like only evil got you hooked

Society so stupid

Guess I am a hypocrite

Darkness is my entity

On that never give a fuck flow

Imma move around (put it (x5))

See the section

Put it down

Order more

Now what’s the count

(Ugh)

5 bottles down I ain’t giving up

They be asking “Max what is your problem?..”

I ain’t give a fuck (ha ha ha ha!)

Saw your girl was eyeing me off

You wasn’t cool with that

Now her eyes where my pelvis at (just look, just look, just look at it)

Just imagine that

(Bruh)

Chances are these demons over-throning me

Angels got kicked to the curb

Brought out the worst in me

I can manage both

But tonight it has awoken me

Guess the evil is staying for good

This is the first degree

Hook

Caught em by surprise

I’m that kind of guy (I’m that type of guy)

All these drinks be going down

Send another nine (pour it up!)

Is that your girl up in my section

Watch me blow her mind (ye-yeah)

Round and round she goes

Guess that tongue got optimised (lick it all up)

(Imma) fucking problem

(You) wanna start shit (x3)

(You bitch!) (wha-what!) (damn!) (wha..what!)

(Imma Imma) problem

(You) wanna start shit

Pre-Verse 2 (Creep Up flanger effect)

See you wanna talk

Well then meet me at the bar bitch

Chances are I’m bout to break this bottle

Right beside your lip (x2)

Verse 2

Stand down

Better take two steps back

I’m the man now

Matter fact Ive been doing this

Ever since I was a little motherfucker

With a pen and a pad

Just dissing my dad

Man down

Don’t proceed to the scene

I can see that you wanna intervene

Join the team, run around be supreme

But the heat that I got gonna make you bleed

Fast verse

Acting like a bitch

And I can see the way you walking

I ain’t never seen a rapper

That be really fucking talking (brrrahh!)

Gonna be lying on the floor

Right around it be the chalking

I ain’t playing with the rhymes

Everybody know they potent

Better be ready no stopping

Gotta be on this shit

Stepping a lotta levels homie

Then I’m over this bitch

Grabbing a hold of my dick

And gee guess who it is

It’s your girl and she naked

She licking the tip

And I ain’t finish with this

I mean I started but when

The tick go a lotta tock

I Be racing that bitch

Premeditated within

I guess your plan went south

When I stabbed that beat like

Tak-a (x4)

Im, occupied with my business

Stay up outta my business

Can I get a witness

And a really nice thick bitch

Thats clapping her cheeks (brrrahh!)

Coz I killed this

Come on

Ain’t nobody want no war with me

(Stop that shit nah come on!)

Ain't nobody bring no heat but me

(Stop that shit nah come on!)

Don't fuck with my senses

I be rapping you breathless

Problematic but I’m next in

Line and ninety nine problems

Right to your motherfucking chest

You bitch

Hook

Caught em by surprise

I’m that kind of guy (you know it!)

All these drinks be going down

Send another nine (damn right!)

Is that your girl up in my section

Watch me blow her mind (come here, come here)

Round and round she goes

Guess that tongue got optimised (ahah ahah!)

(Imma) fucking problem

(You) wanna start shit (x3)

(Say what, say what) (damn damn!) (what!)

(Imma Imma) problem

(You) wanna start shit