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No Plans, B.TEE & JG $tackhouse

What's the Problem?

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Hip-Hop/Rap

What's the Problem? was released on February 24, 2023 by NO PLANS GLOBAL as a part of the album What's the Problem?

Song Details

AlbumWhat's the Problem?

Release DateFebruary 24, 2023

LabelNO PLANS GLOBAL

Melodicness

Acousticness

Valence

Danceability

Energy

BPM119

OVERVIEW

LYRICS

Credits

COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Brandon Tyler

Songwriter

Jarvis Garner

Songwriter

Evan Milton

Songwriter

Lyrics

I been popping on Adderall, like it's Ritalin

Building my catalog, don't belittle it

I gotta get it all, what's a middle man

I'm finna boot up, like a Timberland

I'm finna suit up, Scottie Pippen

Was fuckin a cougar, I ain't feeling it

Pint in the cooler, got me shivering

Fuck it, I'm back on some villain shit

My bitch be outta this world, told her be gone

Ride with a alien, Tommie Lee Jones

Switch up my cadence, that's what we on

Dating a vegan bitch, eating sea moss

Check my availability, in Rio

Sliding on all these beats like a piano

Counting up blues, watching Sopranos

Copa Cabana, might dance on a bad hoe

Constantly fighting this pain with love, but I'm feeling like that shit a part of me

Try to put limits on taking these drugs

If I take a lil more, I can hardly see

Don't wanna say what I spent on the coat

It's a fee, for the shirt and the pants just to match

Sparklers and bottles, and vibes in the section

They looking, and I like the way they react

Run a lil late, on the way to the function

Don't really take 'rall unless I be wit Sacks

Usually I like my shit fitted, but took off Amiri just so I can slide on some stacks

Coming solo, I arrive wit some racks

We on a wave, ain't no driving on that

Tight wit my gang, we gon ride like a frat

We just tryna get rich, what's the problem with that

Don't need no bitch claiming me, I'm a bachelor

I'm on some famous shit, put a statue up

RIP Takeoff

Ain't no catching up

Might scrape the paint off, in the Challenger

Do this for my dogs, I'm compassionate

Lobster and crab claws, living lavish

I promise when I message, ain't no vanishing

Said what I said bitch, take them panties off

Take a pic, make a post, don't put no caption

Wanna eat me, but claim that she been fasting

Running it up off the P's, I done mastered

Came out the mud, I didn't need me a tractor

I'm in the field like I'm Matthew Stafford

Throwed off in church, in the back pew laughing

No Plans, we global ain't using no atlas

Keep coming too close, she get poked like a cactus

Constantly fighting this pain with love, but I'm feeling like that shit a part of me

Try to put limits on taking these drugs

If I take a lil more, I can hardly see

Don't wanna say what I spent on the coat

It's a fee, for the shirt and the pants just to match

Sparklers and bottles, and vibes in the section

They looking, and I like the way they react

Run a lil late, on the way to the function

Don't really take 'rall unless I be wit Sacks

Usually I like my shit fitted, but took off Amiri just so I can slide on some stacks

Coming solo, I arrive wit some racks

We on a wave, ain't no driving on that

Tight wit my gang, we gon ride like a frat

We just tryna get rich, what's the problem with that

You actually tow somebody on New Years Eve

You don't think that's down bad

They, they broke

They broke

I'm saying, listen, listen listen

They're broke

You talking about Wells Fargo

They literally a billion dollar corporation

They're broke

Written by: Brandon Tyler, Evan Milton, Jarvis Garner

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