Problem* - Intellectual

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[Chorus]

This isn't love, I don't know what you call it, okay

I'm in the cut with the whatchamacallit

I shoot like CJ McCollum

As you can see, I have C's on my collar

VVS diamonds, my shirt, what's your problem?

Okay, talking that ya-ya, I want that neck, yeah

Hit 'em in the back, now his mama falling (Ooh)

Fuck that

I'm a problem for these sorry-ass boys, I'm a problem, huh

This ho so bad but fuck with these broke-ass boys, she always calling, huh, huh

East side of the river, I'ma scoop in the roof, huh

Just pull up on me and bring all your badass friends, this shit could be a movie, huh

[Verse]

I'm fly as can be, yes

I Prada my sticks and my sleeves

Attracting the groupies to us

Paying fees to walk in the room, lil' bitch, I'm running a groupie tour, oh

New Dior, oh

All types of whores, oh

This up-score, so cold

Drip on the floor, it's Comme

Stop texting me "Come home"

Are you testing me?

I ain't fucking with it, I go batshit

Stop acting like you don't see me around town, popping out with all these bad bitches

I'm like the man

You know that I'm fresher than a ho, but I'm sad I ain't killing shit, huh

Clutching my phone while you killing it, huh

I'm in the pussy, I'm killing it, huh

All these boys pussy, I'm killing 'em, huh

You want a feature? I ain't feeling you, boy, huh

You want the details? I'll send you the lo'

That one my boy, he sending you home

Send you to God, I'll send you below

I'm not a God, I'm just moving slow

Open your mind, I'll show you the ropes

I'm dropping ash, now my pants looking thrown

I'm getting higher than a blimp or a plane, I'ma go to the moon

I ain't forget 'bout the cash that you owe me, I'm laying chill, burning some

[Bridge]

Broke ass nigga pay your dues stop playing with me bitch ass nigga

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