PROBLEM CHILD Lyrics

Bitch im young and rich, this money gettin to my head

Done dropped that bag and gave them extra to make sure buddy dead

Bitch, I go retarded, got everybody thinkin' I'm special-ed

I know I'm a problem child, got everybody wishin' I was dead

In that dually truck with twin that drake up in my hand

If you don't get it by any means, then I don't understand

Postin' R.I.P.'s, ain't get your lick back, I just don't get it

Since a jit when I jumped off the porch, all I knew was get it

Bitch, I'm the motion kid, only focused on getting rich

I'm on house arrest, I'll make that call and get ya hit

Dont get it twisted bitch, watching my page while I hit ya, bitch

Masked up, then we spin, they ain't seein' shit

Yeah, pockets fat as fuck, I feel like a fat bitch

That shit sad as fuck, but we you got motion, every bitch you hit

Hit the streets, taught myself how to rob when I ain't had shit

Bitch, I got mad rich, they know we the motion kids

I still won't sign a deal, cause I know how to run it up

Every single bitch say I'm a dickhead, I don't give a fuck

That boy fat as hell, he couldn't run, Glock gave him tummy tuck

Life or death, I'll give ya options, come and try ya luck

Bitch, I'm with the same gang, we don't never switch lanes

Unless I'm ducking troll, I hit the gas, then the whip spit flames

Certified crash out, they know I'm mentally insane

I don't like what's goin' on in my head, so I'ma snatch your brain

Take that for myself, that's what I'm used to

How to get away with murder, looked that up on YouTube

I was watchin' bodies get dropped when I should've been watchin' Blue's Clues

That's what fucked me up, so crashin' out, the only thing I knew