Lyrics Let Em Die - Problem

Let Em Die

What?
What?
Brother love, niggas
Surrounded by white girls, yea they love niggas
I really was, you just dressin like a drug dealer
Got no love for these motehrfuckin fuck niggas
Fuck, I let em die
Stay with a zip, no fly
Zone getting down while my chauffeur drive
It’s precious cargo, it’s Diamond Lane
The same niggas fore the garbage can
We going in on ya’ll cus them larger lanes
I keep 3 bad bitches, Frankie Lawton mane
Problem so good, the ideal mane
Money straight like 100 mane
Brother love, niggas
Surrounded by white girls, yea they love niggas
I really was, you just dressin like a drug dealer
Got no love for these motehrfuckin fuck niggas
Fuck, I let em die
Money straight like 100 mane
I made it like I designed it mane
Made them niggas sit back, I reclined the game
I decline the lane but redefined the game
Every flow I know is bout it either time or game
Franklins… pay me bitch
Whoever thought talkin shit would make me rich?
Pull out this dick and I bet she strip
Never ever let a thirsty nigga make me piss,
It ain’t possible, thought M’s was impossible
Now I’m feelin unstoppable
And I’m higher than colossal go
Yea, that’s 6 flags
Make a bitch cum fast in that 6 change
Middle to the bitch ass niggas
That’s forever with the faking
Just got a young shooter, Nick Young to the Lakers
Let’s turn up, put me in the urn if I don’t earn up
I burn up this whole fuckin buiding, rollin, 4 wheelin
My only guarantee is taxes and more children
Cause I’m a motherfucker, fuck a nigga mother while his brother watch
I think I’m bout to buy another watch
Cook cookin boy, I’m more than high
Fuck these niggas from here, I came in for the other other other spots
You know, legendary
Met a few rappers that found out somebody’s legend scary as a…
What?
Brother love, niggas
Surrounded by white girls, yea they love niggas
I really was, you just dressin like a drug dealer
Got no love for these motehrfuckin fuck niggas
Fuck, I let em die