Yea, yea no
P.T.P
Red bottomed limousine, Girl don’t go to fast
Got your ass right out them jeans, Where’s my Oscar at
Had you pretty tight, had you pretty mad
Said I broke your heart, Should I call the cab
Got shorty on the east coast, She’s west coast now
God gave me good girls, that’s been turnt out
Running from yo daddy, straight to my house
Yea no, Like how
What you lied on your resume, Is my lifestyle
Chained locked my backdoor, I read your file
Running from your parents, straight to my house
Yea
I got all these problems, I know
But I’m still the nigga, your brother wants to be
Running out of options, you know
Fucking with your friends, Cause daddy’s gotta eat
Acting like some bad girl, For show
Running from your parents, Running straight to me
I got all these problems, I know, I know
(mmm)
I like it how it feels, when I hold your head down down
Oh down down, no
I like it how it feels when you leave your things around
Like…
When you leave it like how
Point out every time, that you give it to these clowns like
Like how
Like how baby, like how, like how baby
Like how? Like how baby
Like how? Like how baby
Like how? Like how baby
Like how? Like how baby
Said I want the biddies and they all want me
Could be purple, could be pink
Even love the biddies with the EBT
Shorty facecard gon’ work on me
You are some broke guys, Niggas can’t pull 5’s
I’m on it like bullseye, Bag a bitch by courtside
Jumpshot, beating buzzer in a short time
She on my doorstep, Whole step
Fenty need a corvette
Best Friend just got up, She said that’s she’s up next
A light flex, island gyal widda tight dress
Said that she’s up next
She must be my wife next, she gives me the potion no emotion (yuh)
I got her mixing emotions
Little tequila, Little compulsion
Both on a pill, both on a potion
Said I’m a idol, said I’m a poet (yuh)
I’m feeling hella heroic
Girl you a demon want you to show it
Girl you might get a promotion
Shooting a scene, Shooting a motion (uh-oh, uh-oh)
Showing you things, Live in the moment (mmm)
Open wide ain’t no choking (oooh)
Girl you bad and you know it (oooooh)
And you know it
I got all these problems, I know
But I’m still the nigga, your brother wants to be
Running out of options, you know
Fucking with your friends, Cause papi’s gotta eat
Stop acting like some bad girl, For show
Running from your parents, Running straight to me
Oh I got all these problems, I know
Problems, Problems verse 2
I got this shorty on snooze, I got they daughter on me
I don’t really love this girl (want her off)
Want her off of me
I made my friend enemy
I cannot handle the streets, I cannot handle the streets
Post-nut it got me E, Got me on E
Post-nut it got me on E
I send you a uber like yo, you gotta go
I do not want this no more
Treating this girl like a hoe
I know you know, Bringing your things to the door
Demons is telling me yo, you are a goat
Get a lick every show (yuh)
From the head to the toe (yuh)
On they knees so they know
Demons on Demons on Demons on
Demons know I’m selfish
Telling my Telling my Telling my Telling my
Therapist I’m helpless
Emotional (mmm) I’m emotional (mmm)
I’m emotional (mmm) I’m emotional (mmm)
I’m emotional (mmm) I’m emotional
Yea
I got all these problems, I know
But I’m still the nigga, your brother wants to be
Running out of options, you know
Fucking with your friends, Cause daddy’s gotta eat
Acting like some bad girl, For show
(fucking with your friends), Running straight to me
I got all these problems,I know
(problems, problems)
Mmm