"Problem Child 3 Intro" lyrics

Damn BT
First, I walked in lookin' like I hit a lick, huh
Lemme tell you how I walked in (Ha ha) today

Uh, I walked in with my chains, Ion feelin' rich today
A nigga better not look wrong, I might just steal your bae
I pulled up to my gramma's house like, "What you cook today?"
I'm 'bout to put some money on my nigga's books today (Go)
If she ain't tryna fuck, she better not even look this way
Got some niggas playin' ball, got some niggas cookin' Jäger
I don't fuck with niggas hardly, I been stayin' out the way (Been stayin' out)
If a nigga try to rob me, let that Draco eat his face (Bah! Brrah!)
Ayy, ayy, fuck it up

Niggas know it's gang in this bitch and you can't fuck wit' us (No)
No, you can't pop out wit' me, nigga, no you ain't tough enough (No)
I say, "2+2", I poured a four up in my double cup
Ayy, ayy, my lil' bitch a Barbie, she gorgeous
Ayy-uh, she even look cute when we be arguin'
Who the fuck keep blowin' up my phone while I'm recordin'? (Brrr)
She know I ain't shit, but she gon' fuck with me regardless

Okay, I'm fresh as can be (Woo), got hoes by the three (Woo)
Got racks in the seat (Woo), who fuckin' with Dee? (Okay)
Nigga want him a feature, but I can't do it for free (Can't do it for-)
If you ain't talkin' 'bout money, then you ain't talkin' to me (You ain't talkin' to me)

Uh, start off my day wit' a butt to the face
Put my clip in the Drake', then go post on the K (Let's go)
In my hood, bitch, I'm straight
I got gang, I got face
I see 12, jump the gate
Hit the cut, get away (Go)
Three (Three, three, three)

Aw, hell