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smoke bomb - problematic. lyrics

[verse 1]
b+tch, i’m the man
in love with bands
giving em h+ll from the tip of my hand (smoke)
you’re not the man
your b+tch a fan
she wanna fl!ck up with a n+gga with bands
shoutout my city
paterson sh+tty
these little n+ggas all sounding the same
you must hate the sh+t you make
in competition with your friends (bomb!)
you must not have an ounce of self+respect insidе your body
you must hate the sh+t you do knowing it means nothing
i hatе the way these jits think they the sh+t, b+tch, i’ll run through somebody
you don’t like the way i’m talking sh+t? n+gga, suck my d+ck

[chorus]
oh, hold my tongue? imma give these n+ggas drama
they don’t like me when i’m ugly? that sh+t sound like it’s your problem
i can quit this sh+t and teach you little n+ggas, i’m your father
only time i count my zero’s if they coming after commas (oh)
[post+chorus]
i’m ’bout to take all your money, a demon in hiding, i never need me a stick
i f+cking hate all the patience, the silence is k!lling me, screaming was keeping me sick
growing is pain in this life every day that i take, every day that i live is a risk
fall to myself, if i shared every thought that i had you n+ggas would think that i’m sick

[verse 2]
how i move? how i feel?
b+tch, i’m thinking like a g (alright)
i’m the realest from the cut
suck my d+ck to disagree
haters hate me for the truth (yeah)
b+tch, i’m authentically me
time to time i’m lost
but i’m never switching teams (smoke bomb)
suicide doors on the whip, b+tch, i’m going out a g
i can see some haters in the room in front of me (huh)
they always on my d+ck, why the f+ck they on they knees? (aye+yeah+yeah+yuh)
i don’t swing that way f++++t, only sometimes partially (hahhaha)

[chorus]
oh, oh, oh, hold my tongue? imma give these n+ggas drama
they don’t like me when i’m ugly? that sh+t sound like it’s your problem
i can quit this sh+t and teach you little n+ggas, i’m your father
only time i count my zero’s if they coming after commas (oh)
[post+chorus]
i’m ’bout to take all your money, a demon in hiding, i never need me a stick
i f+cking hate all the patience, the silence is k!lling me, screaming was keeping me sick
growing is pain in this life every day that i take, every day that i live is a risk
fall to myself, if i shared every thought that i had you n+ggas would think that i’m sick

[verse 3]
throw a tantrum like a kid
b+tch, i’ll k!ll myself again
ego death off of acid
pushed my limit down the sink
i been limitless, you pr+ck
amputate you from the neck
i been k!lling effortless
i’m the problem yet again

[outro]

- smoke bomb lyrics

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