Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Problematic , by - K Koke. Release date: 10.11.2014
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Problematic |
| Times were hard as a kid |
| We was little shits runnin' round on the strip shottin' bits |
| Gettin older watchin' all the olders do their shit |
| Thinkin' yeah we wanna put the work in and get the food and flip |
| Then we started doin' that |
| Just me and the crew an' that |
| And then the 5−0 and little haters tried to ruin that |
| But they ain’t doin' that |
| So we switched it up and started dodgin' all the plod and fuckin' robbin' all |
| the thugs |
| Cos im a problem |
| A problem that don’t need solvin' |
| Any problem that needs solvin' I’ll just come with that revolver |
| Aim watch revolver |
| Take your homeboy out his golf |
| And dump him in the sea |
| And golf him with the 45 colt him |
| If hes runnin… |
| Times were hard as a kid |
| We was little shits runnin' round on the strip shottin' bits |
| Gettin older watchin' all the olders do their shit |
| Thinkin' yeah we wanna put the work in and get the food and flip |
| Then we started doin' that |
| Just me and the crew an' that |
| And then the 5−0 and little haters tried to ruin that |
| But they ain’t doin' that |
| So we switched it up and started dodgin' all the plod and fuckin' robbin' all |
| the thugs |
| Cos im a problem |
| A problem that don’t need solvin' |
| Any problem that needs solvin' I’ll just come with that revolver |
| Aim watch? |
| revolver |
| Take your homeboy out his golf |
| And dump him in the sea |
| And golf him with the 45 colt him |
| If hes runnin |
| Know that shit’ll halt him |
| He ain’t winning here |
| Hes losing here like hes maltin' |
| I’m too sick, I’m just revoltin' |
| In a GTI with 2 sticks, I’m gonna golf him |
| First of all let me big up Zdot |
| Because this beat makes me wanna go and dish out head tops |
| Start squeezin on a pistol (bang) until the lead stops |
| No rastaman ting im clappin' 'til the dread locks |
| Shakeel was done there when I let that 9 pop |
| Started bustin' through cars |
| Tryna hit man’s head top |
| No gloves or no bally |
| It weren’t a pre-planned situation |
| Normally I’m masked up like I’m Jason |
| Man come on us to talk about they had a MAC on them |
| I had a 9 on me so of course I’m gonna clap on them |
| It’s either me or you, and it’s you, not me |
| RIP to you if we’ve got beef |
| Cos if I catch you in the streets |
| When the strap’s filled with teeth, then its peak |
| I’ll make a nigga drop like a leaf |
| Look, trust I ain’t a pum pum |
| The straps filled with dum dums |
| If I buss through your window it might end up hittin mum’s mums |
| An' now your nan’s touched and your son’s slumped |
| Plod can’t link me to the firearm because the gun’s dumped |
| Minor though we got the shotty there and that gun’s pumped |
| So if you want it you can have it all in a lump sum, pop |
| Pour Henny for my niggas in the grave |
| Lick shots for my niggas in the cage |
| Got 8 in the gat, 6 in the spinners, 12 in the gague |
| Prepared for the snakes, |
| I’m on a general ting |
| Man’ll give the order |
| Release man in |
| No badabing bullshit |
| 10 Aystars with the dog and the full clip |
| Tell him take charge press hard 'til they forfeit |
| Make the floor split, spin barrel orbit |
| Tell him be calm, treason your lordship |
| Warship, kickin off your door with |
| A bagaman Taliban and bomb your whole fortress |
| Of course it’s, driven by poor shit |
| Comin from the bottom tryna spin off in a Porsche whip |
| Fuck talkin', slugs for informers |
| Runnin up the guns’ll have you runnin' from the forefeit |
| I’ve got a drummer with a full kit |
| But no Keith Moon, just my brother holdin' 2 sticks |
| True shit. |
| loose lips move ship |
| Sail away, makes crews sick |
| Aye aye captain, shots fly at him |
| Make a boy backspin, when the 8 slaps him |
| He’s got chalk no cue stick |
| 'ca my dogs dont cause no |
| Stupid, fuckin with the movment |
| Well make his mum move when we find out where this yout lives |
| Bam bam bam |
| Send Aystar with the dog on the |