mook tbg - problems lyrics
[intro]
uh+uh, uh+uh
uh+uh, uh, yeah
huh+huh, huh
it’s mook
go, go, go
uh (uh)
uh+uh (uh+uh)
yes, sir
stop it
(i been havin’ problems)
woah, woah
[chorus]
i been havin’ problems (problems)
we send all my dawgs and i can’t call ’em (call ’em)
i smoke back to back, f+ck up my conscience, d+mn (conscience)
broke n+gga, need to stop with all that nonsense (nonsense)
keep a strap, we bust his ass, we go dumb sh+t (grrt, grrt, grrt)
everywhere we go, keep that sh+t on me like john wick (john wick)
we let bullets go, f+ck the opps, them n+ggas not ’bout sh+t (hol’ up, ’bout sh+t)
pull up by myself, just a few n+ggas, i rock with (woah)
we go do a show, at a crowd, goin’ dumb sh+t (skrrt, skrrt)
[verse 1]
ashes on my clothes, i don’t care ’cause it don’t cost sh+t (cost sh+t)
we might wipe his nose, we don’t stop with all that cop sh+t (cop sh+t)
we be in the mall, we know he broke ’cause he don’t cop sh+t
n+ggas talkin’ smoke, he get smoked, we gon’ pop sh+t (pop sh+t)
broke with all that opp sh+t, we know he a joke, lil’ n+gga call him croton (croton)
i’m the fresh prince, gucci b+tton down cardigan (cardigan)
sh+t don’t make no sense, how much n+ggas really spend, i got lit and crash the ben
n+gga shot at me and miss, he mad about a b+tch, i got rich can’t tell me sh+t
rather rock a plain jane, take them diamonds to my dentist
lil’ b+tch, why you b+tchin’? wanna mention, b+tch, you trippin’
it’s mook
[chorus]
i been havin’ problems (problems)
we send all my dawgs and i can’t call ’em (call ’em)
i smoke back to back, f+ck up my conscience, d+mn (conscience)
broke n+gga, need to stop with all that nonsense (nonsense)
keep a strap, we bust his ass, we go dumb sh+t (grrt, grrt, grrt)
everywhere we go, keep that sh+t on me like john wick (john wick)
we let bullets go, f+ck the opps, them n+ggas not ’bout sh+t (hol’ up, ’bout sh+t)
pull up by myself, just a few n+ggas, i rock with (woah)
we go do a show, at a crowd, goin’ dumb sh+t (skrrt, skrrt)
[verse 2]
wake up everyday, leave the spot, i got that gun on me (gun on me)
i can’t pop a perc, all this money be controllin’ me (controllin’ me)
put him on a shirt, we gon’ find out what he worth (what he worth)
the cup is takin’ over me, forgot that i was hurt
and we been up for four or five days puttin’ in work (puttin’ in work)
my b+tch she say, “i’m never home” get back, go buy a purse (go buy a purse)
see, my money ridiculous, i hope that you’re not serious
shout out to my dawgs, that’s my dawgs, f+ck the law (f+ck the law)
keep my circle tight ’cause i know them n+ggas be flaw
i don’t say too much ’cause i can’t talk ’bout what i saw
n+ggas doin’ too much, tryna catch up, we too far
she just wanna hop inside, she know she’ll see the stars
[chorus]
i been havin’ problems (problems)
we send all my dawgs and i can’t call ’em (call ’em)
i smoke back to back, f+ck up my conscience, d+mn (conscience)
broke n+gga, need to stop with all that nonsense (nonsense)
keep a strap, we bust his ass, we go dumb sh+t (grrt, grrt, grrt)
everywhere we go, keep that sh+t on me like john wick (john wick)
we let bullets go, f+ck the opps, them n+ggas not ’bout sh+t (hol’ up, ’bout sh+t)
pull up by myself, just a few n+ggas, i rock with (woah)
we go do a show, at a crowd, goin’ dumb sh+t (skrrt, skrrt)
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