Lyrics

You really don't want no problems I put that shit on my mama yea We really come from the bottom yea These nigga tried to stop us yea I got a list full of problems My shoes got red at the bottom These niggas tried to starve us Get the voice mail when you call us Who dis new phone Who dis new phone Who dis new phone Who dis new phone Brand new on you hoes yea Who is this i don't know yea Came up and got dough yea Who is this I don't know yea Who is this I don't know yea Yea I drink and I smoke yea Yea I got it for the low yea Yea I'm sticking to the code yea Solid everywhere we go yea Kinda like gold yea I know you my bro yea, that's just my lil hoe yea This kush and cologne and we moving loads I have you my soul and you went and told See my money don't fold and me I don't fold Used to steal out of stores now we travel the globe yea You really don't want no problems I put that shit on my mama yea We really come from the bottom yea These nigga tried to stop us yea I got a list full of problems My shoes got red at the bottom These niggas tried to starve us Get the voice mail when you call us Who dis new phone Who dis new phone Who dis new phone Who dis new phone Brand new on you hoes yea Who is this i don't know yea Came up and got dough yea Who is this I don't know New phone who this My xo new bitch Got new money got new whips These new 100's these blue chips New designer I do this you bet not act all foolish Gold all on me like a Buddhist act up bitch I got that toolie Bitch stop playin I got a new phone Trap or die I move 2 zones I got two phones got ya baby daddy singing my new song Call me mr right I can't do wrong Couldn't get it right so I had to move on Bussing loads down in my new home Lil bitch bust her down in a blue thong I don't know I don't know yea I got hoes I got hoes yea I got loads yea I got loads yea On my soul on my soul yea I got bricks and got bows yea When the heat is on I'm on froze yea I don't nap I don't doze yea Got ya baby mama on my roll yea You really don't want no problems I put that shit on my mama yea We really come from the bottom yea These nigga tried to stop us yea I got a list full of problems My shoes got red at the bottom These niggas tried to starve us Get the voice mail when you call us Who dis new phone Who dis new phone Who dis new phone Who dis new phone Brand new on you hoes yea Who is this i don't know yea Came up and got dough yea Who is this I don't know
Writer(s): Jamar Solomon Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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