Problematic Lyrics

Erico G on the beat

Smoking the whole Grabba leaf

Erico G on the beat, no repeat

He say he want problems with me, I'm problematic

I been stacking my money, from the ground straight to the attic

I got junkies at my momma house, knocking like some addicts

Niggas that I used to be straight with, they acting like some faggots

I done put my trust in people I never should of have trusted

They posting up with guns, but swear to God they ain't bust it

I been getting to the bag, I'm picking up the luggage

And my lean came from a script, you sipping on robitussin

And I swear to God, I'm posted with demons you ain't ever hang with

They said I fell off, but I promise I ain't never make it

Please stop trying to catch me slipping, cause I don't like ice skating

If I get caught doing dirt, I do the time, don't write no statement

No I'm not the type to argue on IG live

Glizzy in my pocket, it stings like bee hive

Trust me that shit cap, if they say we hide

I been taking flights, cause I'm flyer than 3 flies

On the boulevard, posted outside, you inside

I been stacking blue bills, tired of 20's, 10's, 5's

Don't start switching sides, when you see I start to rise

I'm so wavy like a fucking swimmer, 'bouta scuba dive

He say he want problems with me, I'm problematic

I been stacking my money, from the ground straight to the attic

I got junkies at my momma house, knocking like some addicts

Niggas that I used to be straight with, they acting like some faggots

We get cheese for real

Pulled up parked parallel

Pushing weight like dumbbells

They got me hot like I'm from hell

I give 'em shot, no cocktails

Just like cologne I'ma spray 'em

Yeah that 30 clip dropping hot shells

I'm trapping off my hotmail

She sucking me up then kissed her boyfriend, ask him how my balls smell

Rolling the opps in Grabba leaf, that shits like smoking top shelf

On the beach, on Miami Beach... pulling hoes at Rockwell

I remember fucking Susan and her friend Raquel

He say he want problems with me, I'm problematic

I been stacking my money, from the ground straight to the attic

I got junkies at my momma house, knocking like some addicts

Niggas that I used to be straight with, they acting like some faggots