Problem (feat. Shotts)
The Great Blank
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I aint really about it but I could be Don't test me I'm testy, I'm fucked up I might have a gun tucked You know that they ain't search me cause I aint white But I'm white enough All that fuckin chirpin's for the birds Shut the f*ck up No one wants to hear that stupid bullshit anyway I could f*ck your bitch in a headband I could dig a ditch for a dead man If you wanna snitch call the reverand Be ready's all I'm saying New car, new clothes New house, new hoes New broad, new bros That's all, I know If you got a problem you should let it go Me and all my dogs, we them wolves We don't let it show Great blank shit, it's the Great Blank bitch Great blank shit, it's the Great Blank bitch We be all up in your house, we be runnin through your home We be playin in your ears, see us everywhere you go It's the Great Blank shit, it's the Great Blank shit Now you know If you got a problem you should let it go I've been drinking absinthe with all my friends I've been getting lit on the weekend Honey wanna know why we ain't speakin Tell her grab a 3rd and we can be friends Keep it on the DL Keep it on the VDL Or else you'll raise my VLDL I been deleting all my emails P.O. boxes receivin my mail I probably go to hell before I go to jail If you got a problem you should let it go Me and all my dogs, we them wolves We don't let it show Great blank shit, it's the Great Blank bitch Great blank shit, it's the Great Blank bitch We be all up in your house, we be runnin through your home We be playin in your ears, see us everywhere you go It's the Great Blank shit, it's the Great Blank shit Now you know If you got a problem you should let it go Type to walk in take a shot, pop a pill Type to go to the dealership and drop a mill I'm her type, yeah you know she wanna cop a feel Make your bitch disappear: David Copperfield Pussy ass on that are you even down? Shit You just stay up on yo goofy ass clown shit I'm on that chill w the fam, smokin pounds shit Pack so loud you can smell it cross the township They say shotts bro who you even down with? Exact same homies I been found with That's the Great Blank bitch boutta give yo ass a blank face Came up outta nowhere, off a great blank slate, uh We be all up in your house, we be runnin through your home We be playin in your ears, see us everywhere you go It's the Great Blank shit, it's the Great Blank shit Now you know If you got a problem you should let it go
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Written by: Brennan Walters, Matthew Shotts, Robert Odendahl
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