Problems

[Intro]
[?] on the beat
Yella droppin' hits
Big smoke
Big B on the track (You know what the fuck it is)
This beat made by Ferarri

[Verse 1: Scotty Cain]
Bitch I step for real
I got [obsessed?] I got my second kill
My bag up, [?] past shooters like them signing deal
Go [?] some, you a get bagged like I'm moving in
These pussy niggas say they gon' kill me, bitch do it then
My dogs are forever, ain't no peace a nigga play with me
I keep that stick to stick it to a nigga, that stick stay with me
I [?] 100 and make a nigga mad, you know I play with beef
And we steppin' Jordans so you know I keep 223s
[?] my check up
Drop top and get you wet up
[?] you tryna chest up
Make you step and put his legs up
Headshot if you wanna go head [on/up?]
I sit back and put some bread up
You ain't taking shit bitch I bled for
What the fuck you think I keep [?] for?
Bend the block, hop out with stolen Glocks to make the problems solve
'Till everybody dead we gon' keep spraying shots and never stop
[stick yo people?] crack them in they shit, this our [?]
Plus I'm on the run I got my gun so it's whatever [?]

[Chorus: Scotty Cain]
You don't want my problems, bitch we ride with stolen choppas
You don't want my problems, shoot a nigga to the doctor
You don't want my problems, we a come get a nigga mama
You don't want my problems, nigga get you for a few dollars

[Verse 2: Dame Cain]
[TO BE CONTINUED]

[Chorus: Scotty Cain]
You don't want my problems, bitch we ride with stolen choppas
You don't want my problems, shoot a nigga to the doctor
You don't want my problems, we a come get a nigga mama
You don't want my problems, nigga get you for a few dollars

Bitch!