"Problem" lyrics
(feat. Michael Christmas)
So
I got money in the bank
Kinda nerfed on a plane
Wake up in Jamaica no need to explain
Plans by the second because I'm fucking insane
And I'm never throwing money when I'm making it rain
I had a lot of boyfriends but they were never stable
Late night arguing so mad I'm throwing tables
Taught myself to read I've been a genius since cradle
Lone star team of misfits - Clark Gable
Skeletons in closets
Let 'em watch the kilo
You don't wanna fuck with me
A real black widow
Piss me off I'm swinging
I don't give a fuck, ditto
All my competition getting smothered with a pillow
Schizophrenic, like Syd Barrett
Long gone
Edgar Allen Hoe, screaming Reynolds, I'm on one
In division I'm a hundred by three - never ending
You want it you don't want it with me
Cuz I'm a problem
I'm not wrapped to tight
Head on backward been up all night
I'm kinda on one
That's how I live my life
Momma warned you about me like once or twice
You want a a problem?
I got problems
You want a problem?
I got problems
I'm a problem
Oh, so you think you got problems?
Y'all don't know shit
Dumb fucks with conundrums
And I kid, that's quantum
Mi nah mek it batha mi instead mi I run them
Hold up, my shit all in disorder
Writing in the wall and got me shaking in the corner
Oh, no, don't let me be committed
My head twisted everybody says I'm gifted?
Nova says no but Rockafeller says yes
Keep the martians out I've got a foil head dress
I don't mean to say things tings say themselves
I can't help it but I'm releasing my delf
Worry about self
Imma get mine
Y'all praise that and turn my blood into wine
I can walk all over water and turn back time
Why you talking shit I'm about to blow your mind
Cuz I'm a problem
I'm not wrapped to tight
Head on backward been up all night
I'm kinda on one
That's how I live my life
Momma warned you about me like once or twice
You want a a problem?
I got problems
You want a problem?
I got problems
I'm a problem
I woke up on a sofa bed
Voices in my head
Voices in my head (hahahaha)
Yeah you know I'm off my meds
Voices in my head
Voices in my head (hey Nova) (Everbody's looking at me)
And I do what they says
Voices in my head
Voices in my head (out out out)
But I don't think they're my friends
Voices in my head
Voices in my head
"Hey Nova I know that you can hear this
Everybody's looking and they think that you're weird bitch
You can medicate me but I'll stay here in the shadows"
"Four bananas, two apples, one more avocado"
Why you putting numbers in my head?
"I live under your bed"
No wonder I'm on meds
"Nova Nova Nova! This shit is fucking boring!"
Shut the fuck up!
Can't you see that I'm recording?
[Sigh]
I'm a problem
I'm not wrapped to tight
Head on backward been up all night
I'm kinda on one
That's how I live my life
Momma warned you about me like once or twice
You want a a problem?
I got problems
You want a problem?
I got problems
I'm a problem
I got money in the bank
Kinda nerfed on a plane
Wake up in Jamaica no need to explain
Plans by the second because I'm fucking insane
And I'm never throwing money when I'm making it rain
I had a lot of boyfriends but they were never stable
Late night arguing so mad I'm throwing tables
Taught myself to read I've been a genius since cradle
Lone star team of misfits - Clark Gable
Skeletons in closets
Let 'em watch the kilo
You don't wanna fuck with me
A real black widow
Piss me off I'm swinging
I don't give a fuck, ditto
All my competition getting smothered with a pillow
Schizophrenic, like Syd Barrett
Long gone
Edgar Allen Hoe, screaming Reynolds, I'm on one
In division I'm a hundred by three - never ending
You want it you don't want it with me
Cuz I'm a problem
I'm not wrapped to tight
Head on backward been up all night
I'm kinda on one
That's how I live my life
Momma warned you about me like once or twice
You want a a problem?
I got problems
You want a problem?
I got problems
I'm a problem
Oh, so you think you got problems?
Y'all don't know shit
Dumb fucks with conundrums
And I kid, that's quantum
Mi nah mek it batha mi instead mi I run them
Hold up, my shit all in disorder
Writing in the wall and got me shaking in the corner
Oh, no, don't let me be committed
My head twisted everybody says I'm gifted?
Nova says no but Rockafeller says yes
Keep the martians out I've got a foil head dress
I don't mean to say things tings say themselves
I can't help it but I'm releasing my delf
Worry about self
Imma get mine
Y'all praise that and turn my blood into wine
I can walk all over water and turn back time
Why you talking shit I'm about to blow your mind
Cuz I'm a problem
I'm not wrapped to tight
Head on backward been up all night
I'm kinda on one
That's how I live my life
Momma warned you about me like once or twice
You want a a problem?
I got problems
You want a problem?
I got problems
I'm a problem
I woke up on a sofa bed
Voices in my head
Voices in my head (hahahaha)
Yeah you know I'm off my meds
Voices in my head
Voices in my head (hey Nova) (Everbody's looking at me)
And I do what they says
Voices in my head
Voices in my head (out out out)
But I don't think they're my friends
Voices in my head
Voices in my head
"Hey Nova I know that you can hear this
Everybody's looking and they think that you're weird bitch
You can medicate me but I'll stay here in the shadows"
"Four bananas, two apples, one more avocado"
Why you putting numbers in my head?
"I live under your bed"
No wonder I'm on meds
"Nova Nova Nova! This shit is fucking boring!"
Shut the fuck up!
Can't you see that I'm recording?
[Sigh]
I'm a problem
I'm not wrapped to tight
Head on backward been up all night
I'm kinda on one
That's how I live my life
Momma warned you about me like once or twice
You want a a problem?
I got problems
You want a problem?
I got problems
I'm a problem
Writer(s): Gregory Ogan, Nova Paholek, Spencer Nezey, Ashley Riser
