Problems lyrics

[Intro: King Von]
(DJ on the beat, so it's a banger)
Von

[Verse 1: King Von & Sada Baby]
Oh, n*ggas playing like they like that? (What?)
I left my gun in the car, I'll be right back (Boom, boom)
Right back, woofin' ass n*gga, tell 'em bite that (I tell 'em bite that)
I beat that n*gga ass in jail and he ain't fight back (Fight back)
Ooh, I ain't playing with these n*ggas (What)
I'ma big dawg, like what the f*ck you saying lil' n*gga? (What you said?)
His homies scared, I got them handing over n*ggas
Only 5"10, but boy, I'm known for standing over n*ggas (Boom, boom)
Boy, I got a motherf*cking problem (I got a problem)
Got a Glock, got a Ruger, got a chopper (I got a chopper)
Got a b*tch that give me lean, she a doctor (This ho a doctor)
She tried to text me for some green, so I robbed hеr (I had to rob her, damn, damn)
See, here I go again (Hеre I go)
Life a gamble, I'ma cheat until I win (Cheat a ho)
Life a b*tch and I'ma f*ck her with my friend (Damn)
If I die, I come back, and I'ma f*ck that ho again (Gang, gang)
My name stay in some sh*t (Stay in some sh*t)
Real freak, boy, I stay in your b*tch (I stay in your b*tch)
Twenty three, Jordan stay in my clip (Jordan stay in my clip)
Caught him coming out the store, he should've stayed in the whip
(He should've stayed in his whip, boom, boom)
n*ggas never took sh*t from me (Nah, nah)
If you got your gun took, you a b*tch to me (You a ho)
If you got called to court, you a snitch to me (What?)
If you a west-side hoe, you going to Tiffany's (Let's Go)
Beamers, Benzes and Bentleys (Vroom, vroom)
My guns are never empty (Nah, nah)
This Tooka smokin' like a chimney (Like a Chimney)
Free Melly, that's my dawg, he off the Henny (Hol' up)
[Verse 2: Sada Baby]
Six foot, how I fight you and shoot you, look
If I let some bullets fly, they goin' through your hood
b*tch, [?] at your noggin', knocking off your noodles
Big dog, guerrilla warfare, you running with poodles (Look)
It's the big squad, aka don't miss boy (Huh)
Turn his squad to a bunch of b*tch boys
Extended clip off the hip, it's the big boy
Put some bread on his head, look like big boys (Ooh)
f*ck the opps, f*ck them n*ggas
Brung a chop, hunnid in it
Rush the opps, touch them n*ggas
Got...