Fkin’ Problems [Mixed] lyrics

[Chorus: 2 Chainz, Drake, 2 Chainz & Drake, A$AP Rocky]
I love bad b*tches, that's my f*ckin' problem (Problem)
And yeah, I like to f*ck, I got a f*ckin' problem (Problem)
I love bad b*tches, that's my f*ckin' problem (Problem)
And yeah, I like to f*ck, I got a f*ckin' problem (Problem)
I love bad b*tches, that's my f*ckin' problem (Problem)
And yeah, I like to f*ck, I got a f*ckin' problem (Problem)
If findin' somebody real is your f*ckin' problem (Yeah)
Bring your girls to the crib, maybe we can solve it

[Verse: A$AP Rocky]
Hold up, b*tches, simmer down (Uh)
Takin' hella long, b*tch, give it to me now (Uh)
Make that thing pop like a semi or a nine
Ooh, baby like it raw with the shimmy shimmy ya, huh?
A$AP (Yeah), get like me (Uh)
Never met a motherf*cker fresh like me (Yeah)
All these motherf*ckers wanna dress like me (Uh)
But the chrome to your dome make you sweat like Keith
'Cause I'm the n*gga, the n*gga, n*gga, like how you figure? (Yeah)
Gettin' figures and f*ckin' b*tches, she rollin' Swishers
Brought her b*tches, I brought my n*ggas (Uh)
They gettin' bent up off the liquor (Uh)
She love my licorice, I let her lick it (Alright)
They say money make a n*gga act n*ggerish (Uh)
But least a n*gga, n*gga rich
I be f*ckin' broads like I be f*ckin' bored
Turn a dyke b*tch out, have her f*ckin' boys, beast
[Chorus: 2 Chainz, Drake, 2 Chainz & Drake]
I love bad b*tches, that's my f*ckin' problem (Problem)
And yeah, I like to f*ck, I got a f*ckin' problem (Problem)
I love bad b*tches, that's my f*ckin' problem (Problem)
And yeah, I like to f*ck, I got a f*ckin' problem (Problem)
I love bad b*tches, that's my f*ckin' problem (Problem)
And yeah, I like to f*ck, I got a f*ckin' problem (Problem)
If findin' somebody real is your f*ckin' problem
Bring your girls to the crib, maybe we can solve it