Mo Problems Lyrics

I swear to God I'd be so down without this shit

I'd be so down without this shit

My mama told me more money come more problems

They think because I got it I'm the problem solver

I can't lie that pussy wet, it sound like stirring pasta

I don't even know that bitch, just tryna get my rocks off

And we ducking police cop cars

She thinks she the baddest bitch, that bitch can't even get my dick hard

I need a bitch like Ruby Rose, but that bitch won't get no flowers

They tryna say I rap, but I'm a motherfucking rockstar

I'm like save me, save me, talking to my brother Huncho

He say, say don't , worry bout no bitch, juss focus on them pesos

Why they hate me, hate me, I don't care, it's what they don't know

I feel like everybody built like paper, cause they all fold

Ooh, no wet signs, we pull up, catch these niggas slipping

33 shots, we pull up, shoot like Scottie Pippen

I always keep my shoes tied, you'll never catch me tripping

Oh yeah, yeah

Oh yeah, yeah

No more, I told them , they don't catch me no more

Yeah, yeah

I'm putting on these shades just to block out all the haters

You cannot see me, I feel like John Cena

I had to cut you off just to cut off all them favors

They turn they backs on me, they coming back, I turned the tables

She ask me why I do her like that, I can't love you baby

I got these chains around my neck, but I ain't talking bout slavery

I know I'm free, but sometimes I feel like I got shackles on me

What the fuck I'm supposed to do when I feel like they all call on me

Tell that ho quit playing games, I might fuck my Xbox

I don't even play like they put switches on the G-Lock

She get freaky, tryna eat me while we in the restaurant

Pull up on these pussy niggas sliding in a Tesla

Ooh

No wet signs, we pull up, catch these niggas slipping

33 shots, we pull up, shoot like Scottie Pippen

I always keep my shoes tied, you'll never catch me tripping

Oh yeah, yeah

Oh yeah, yeah

You'll never catch me no more

Ooh

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I don't even know that bitch

She think that she the shit

Just cause I met her with one time, my had gave ha sum dick

I don't even care to gas that ho, she was just on my hit list

What the fuck wrong with hoes they bring problems

I don't even care to hear the talk, I hear the gossip

What the fuck they thought this was, I promise I be talking

I don't even care, I swear to God, I just be walking

Ooh

No wet signs, we pull up, catch these niggas slipping

33 shots, we pull up, shoot like Scottie Pippen

I always keep my shoes tight, you'll never catch me tripping

Oh yeah, yeah

Mm

Mm

Mm