Problem, Bad Lucc - Like Whaaat

Текст песни Problem, Bad Lucc - Like Whaaat

Who dat, talking bout, who dat

Run up on me, you get your ass beat blue black

Go on get the nerve, I'm off the curb

Push mountains of herb, you niggas already heard

The bro Berg, keep a pistol gripped pump on his lap at all time

Whatever, however, cause young niggas stay trying

See them and be like huh, nigga, what?

Huh, give a f**k like what

Blow my weed, smash the dash

Hop up in my lane, she be looking way different

Through these thousand dollars frames

Millionaire mind, f**k the thousand dollars brain

Thousand dollar lame only get loud around his gang ass nigga, ass nigga

Compton for real, you ain't gotta ask nigga

Floating through the city like I'm on a raft nigga

Mike Vick with the shit, I don't need a pass nigga

Like what that shit do, yeah


I'm just doing my thang, fingers in the sky

Banging my game like uh

Go on fall back, cause you don't want any problems like that

Cause we gonna be like huh, nigga what,

Huh, give a f**k, nigga what

Huh, nigga what,

Huh, give a f**k, nigga what