"WHO TF GOT A PROBLEM" lyrics
Johnny got another one
Yeah
Who the fuck got a problem?
Me, bitch, I'm tryna get it poppin'
If I see an enemy, I'm finna drop him
See one, I got a him, hoes finna knock him
Popping out your lips talking crazy, I'm a soccer
Bitch, I'm a problem, I do this shit for real
Anybody want to issue come and press it in the field
Ain't no better feeling knocking teeth about your grill
Let me squeeze that boat fifth trying to get his melon peel
You already know the deal about this money, you get spilled bro
You playing with your life for some hundred dollar bills
The money ain't shit, blowin' paper to thrill
I ain't trippin' when it's beef, throw them bitches on the grill
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one
Ain't nobody ever punked me, you could never name one
The beef ain't real till somebody case some
Fuck it though, who got a problem, go ahead and say some
Who the fuck got a problem?
Me, bitch, I'm tryna get it poppin'
If I see an enemy, I'm finna pop him
Who the fuck got a problem?
Someone let me know right now
Where they at? Drop the low right now
Who the fuck got a problem?
Ain't nobody finna do nothin'
Stop woofin' for somebody, do somethin'
Who the fuck got a problem?
Who wanna play ball?
Come step, talk crazy, gotta say it with your chest
Who the fuck got a problem?
I say who the fuck really want an issue?
Better keep that same tone, when the fully try to get you
Hundred shots in his chop, I want him, him, and him too
Fuck all my enemies, tell your mama she a bitch too
Run up on the game, we're the same, she gon' miss you
Thinkin' it's a game, but you playin' with a sick fool
Fully 7-6-2's, AR's and sticks too
Catch him with his bitch, and that bitch gettin' flipped too
Real beef. I don't care about no rules
All I know is how to win, how the fuck I'm finna lose?
Come and get it how you want, what you really tryna do?
Ain't turnin' down shit, so I can ride up out his shoes
Keep it funky till I'm through, bury me with two Rolos
Don't put me in no RP chain, if it's hollow, I'm a real one
Solid as they come, you are not
Stay no business till I'm layin' in a box
Who the fuck got a problem?
Me, bitch, I'm tryna get it poppin'
If I see an enemy, I'm finna pop him
Who the fuck got a problem?
Someone let me know right now
Where they at? Drop the low right now
Who the fuck got a problem?
Ain't nobody finna do nothin'
Stop woofin' for somebody, do somethin'
Who the fuck got a problem?
Who wanna play ball?
Come step, talk crazy, gotta say it with your chest
Who the fuck got a problem?
Yeah
Who the fuck got a problem?
Me, bitch, I'm tryna get it poppin'
If I see an enemy, I'm finna drop him
See one, I got a him, hoes finna knock him
Popping out your lips talking crazy, I'm a soccer
Bitch, I'm a problem, I do this shit for real
Anybody want to issue come and press it in the field
Ain't no better feeling knocking teeth about your grill
Let me squeeze that boat fifth trying to get his melon peel
You already know the deal about this money, you get spilled bro
You playing with your life for some hundred dollar bills
The money ain't shit, blowin' paper to thrill
I ain't trippin' when it's beef, throw them bitches on the grill
I got 99 problems, but a bitch ain't one
Ain't nobody ever punked me, you could never name one
The beef ain't real till somebody case some
Fuck it though, who got a problem, go ahead and say some
Who the fuck got a problem?
Me, bitch, I'm tryna get it poppin'
If I see an enemy, I'm finna pop him
Who the fuck got a problem?
Someone let me know right now
Where they at? Drop the low right now
Who the fuck got a problem?
Ain't nobody finna do nothin'
Stop woofin' for somebody, do somethin'
Who the fuck got a problem?
Who wanna play ball?
Come step, talk crazy, gotta say it with your chest
Who the fuck got a problem?
I say who the fuck really want an issue?
Better keep that same tone, when the fully try to get you
Hundred shots in his chop, I want him, him, and him too
Fuck all my enemies, tell your mama she a bitch too
Run up on the game, we're the same, she gon' miss you
Thinkin' it's a game, but you playin' with a sick fool
Fully 7-6-2's, AR's and sticks too
Catch him with his bitch, and that bitch gettin' flipped too
Real beef. I don't care about no rules
All I know is how to win, how the fuck I'm finna lose?
Come and get it how you want, what you really tryna do?
Ain't turnin' down shit, so I can ride up out his shoes
Keep it funky till I'm through, bury me with two Rolos
Don't put me in no RP chain, if it's hollow, I'm a real one
Solid as they come, you are not
Stay no business till I'm layin' in a box
Who the fuck got a problem?
Me, bitch, I'm tryna get it poppin'
If I see an enemy, I'm finna pop him
Who the fuck got a problem?
Someone let me know right now
Where they at? Drop the low right now
Who the fuck got a problem?
Ain't nobody finna do nothin'
Stop woofin' for somebody, do somethin'
Who the fuck got a problem?
Who wanna play ball?
Come step, talk crazy, gotta say it with your chest
Who the fuck got a problem?
