[Hook: Kashout Klil]

Nigga whats the issue? Click clack, Imma hit you

Shawty said that she don't miss you, She said she was never with you

She sucked me then she kissed you, Sellin' white no tissue

You niggas dissing me but I ain't got no time to diss you

These bitches acting fatherless, Run up Imma pop your shit

But you niggas won't run up, So I still remain problemless

Bitches acting fatherless, Run up Imma pop your shit

But you niggas won't run up, So I still remain problemless

[Interlude: Kashout Klil]

(So I still remain problemless, Lessgetit, So-So I still remain problemless)

[Verse One: Kashout Klil]

Fuck around, I'll kill shit

No Chiraq, but I'll drill shit

Like a junky pop your pill quick

The streets made me numb, I don't feel shit!

I'm in the stu, spittin' crack, nothing can, stop my grind

Nigga holding, moving work, looking flashy, rob him blind

Got my money, where it at? You running, out of time

I know shawty wanna suck my dick 'cause she said she wanna blow my mind

[Verse Two: LP Rambo]

I'm high off a lot of shit, isn't it obvious?

Dear ganja, I'm so lost without you call me Robin Thicke

And I'll travel to your city like I'm James Harden bitch

And I got a black 9 like it's 'bout to cotton pick

And lil nigga, I'm still problemless, you still not robbing shit

I'll turn Orlando to Chicago shit I'm out here dropping bricks

Trust me nigga this ain't bubble wrap but I be popping shit

From Chicago lil nigga guns, I got a lot of it

It's Klil and LP, we might just fuck on your hoe

Might have your sister, pull up and fuck on the bros

[Hook: Kashout Klil]

Nigga whats the issue? Click clack, imma hit you

Shawty said that she don't miss you, She said she was never with you

She sucked me then she kissed you, Sellin' white no tissue

You niggas dissing me but I ain't got no time to diss you

These bitches acting fatherless, Run up Imma pop your shit

But you niggas won't run up, So I still remain problemless

Bitches acting fatherless, Run up Imma pop your shit

But you niggas won't run up, So I still remain problemless

[Verse Three: Lil Rizzie]

Fuck nigga what you talking bout? We pulled up to your mama house

You claim you on that shit but we gone show you what you not about

All my niggas we get that money, come in this bitch, you won't take shit from me

You a lame ass nigga, try to rob, you a dummy

LP wrap you up, aye, Just like a mummy

We used to trap real hard, You used to cap real hard

Bitch, you a fraud aye, I'm with the squad wait

Then I meet the gang, all these niggas lames

[Outro: Lil Rizzie]

Ayee, he gon' air it out

Call up LP he gon' air out....