PROBLEM lyrics

[Verse 1]
We call your name, they're like, "Who are you?"
I bet they know me, though
I rap that real sh*t boss b*tches can relate to
To tango, it takes two, I never ever argue
I'm not runnin' up my mouth for free
They're givin' me a check like Nike
Just to run it on the mic and then I'm probably goin' shoppin'
Hoppin' out a Vito
I got no favours left to give, so when you ask me the answer will be no
And I'm rarely in a dress, still a girly girl
n*ggas see me in their whip and spin the blizz, spin the block, give it a twirly twirl
And that's even in my tracksuit, 110
I used to have this one friend I looked at as my kin
Secret animosity, energy vampire
Any little thing I'm jumpin' in, it used to backfire
I'm too real and that's my problem (Bap, bap)

[Chorus]
You know I'm a problem
I know l'm a problem
They don't really want it
Weighin' up their options
Straight out of North, not Compton
You can tell by the way that I dress
You can tell by the way how I talk
Probably how I walk
Never ever borrowed
All my clothes, I bought
What you thought? What you thought?
What you thought? What you thought? (Bap, bap, bap, bap)
sh*t can't be taught (Boi)
[Verse 2]
Don't be a doofus (Nah)
My killy, he ruthless (Ruthless)
Fill it up with teeth, but he quick to leave it toothless (Rrrt, rrrt, rrrt)
The lights are on, but nobody's at home (Nah)
I could never take check, you need to get a backbone (Backbone)
Braver on the phone, watch the mad tone (Huh)
Catfish 'cause you ain't 'bout the badness in person (Nah)
Runnin' up your mouth gonna make this situation worsen (Shut up)
Sat, I'm havin' dinner with the plug, but (Bap, bap, bap)
Gotta translate, why? (Bap, bap, bap)
Cah he talk German (German)
I don't mean to brag, bag, money conversion (Woo)
I like watchin' money pile up (Pile up)
I can't do the fake sh*t, so if I don't feel you, won't smile up
If I don't like you, you can tell (Yeah)
Chanel for the smell (Yeah)
Spray it on my neck and my wrist as well (Bap, bap, bap)
I'm defiant, you know, this corn sweet me (Bap, bap, bap)
It's not the green giant (Bap, bap, bap), so quick to give them hell (Boi)

[Chorus]
You know I'm a problem
I know I'm a problem
They don't really want it
Weighin' up their options
Straight out of North, not Compton
You can tell by the way that I dress
You can tell by the way how I talk
Probably how I walk
Never ever borrowed
All my clothes, I bought
What you thought? What you thought?
What you thought? What you thought?
Straight outta North