They lookin' like they flex I think we got a problem

They puffin' out they chest I think we got a problem

They lookin' like they flex I think we got a problem

They puffin' out they chest I think we got a problem

No doubt about it rough necks no clout without enough flex

I'm bound to ground a punk bitch burn blunts up on the sun deck

Brighter than the sunset you catch the shine you upset

Talk too much bro that's a problem tre-revolve em gun check

Drop the flows like clumsy waiters rhyme sayers never settle

Stand on roofs you still ain't on my level

You chillin' with the devil but I'm way up in the clouds

Charged with disturbing the peace when I'm puffin' loud

So damn right I'm proud when I'm burning down the booth

Cause every line is candy hope you people got a sweet tooth

I'm packing up my stuff cause it's time for me to peace

But before I leave I'll merk this D.R.K. beat lets go

They lookin' like they flex I think we got a problem

They puffin' out they chest I think we got a problem

They lookin' like they flex I think we got a problem

They puffin' out they chest I think we got a problem

They lookin' like they flex I think we got a problem

They puffin' out they chest I think we got a problem

No doubt about it renegades making mics disintegrate

They've been afraid to generate the revenue just sit and wait

Get the bag get the guap post haste set up shop

Hustle mind got it from my moms and pops

If a dollar must be made I'ma fade all these other chumps

You can't get my bread but you can take all these other crumbs

Rock em like a sucker punch don't mean always cut and run

But everybody got a motive they just actin' fuckin' sus

Step up in my bubble I don't trust you and I'll shut you down

Operation fuck you up now tell me how that planning sounds

Blasting loud like a sub in a Honda type R

Eight grand is fire burn the competition by far

They lookin' like they flex I think we got a problem

They puffin' out they chest I think we got a problem

They lookin' like they flex I think we got a problem

They puffin' out they chest I think we got a problem

They lookin' like they flex I think we got a problem

They puffin' out they chest I think we got a problem

No doubt about it bring the goons

Fly like we Chinese balloons you meet your doom

You see it loom above your head like it's a tomb

What's the problem choose an option

Better choose that shit with caution

We've been awesome y'all been flopping

At the bottom soon forgotten

On my dick like you a condom and it's funny too

They scatter like some roaches when we running through

Bruh it's simple don't pretend to be a villain acting like a thug

Scared to do the killing or meet up with the plug

We the drug that you shoot up your veins it's off the chain

Off the brain we've been spilling the realness on these lames

Swerve in your lane like a kamikaze pilot

Rap sheet a mile long if you tripping file it

They lookin' like they flex I think we got a problem

They puffin' out they chest I think we got a problem

They lookin' like they flex I think we got a problem

They puffin' out they chest I think we got a problem

They lookin' like they flex I think we got a problem

They puffin' out they chest I think we got a problem