Issues lyrics

[Verse 1: Flayzo]
n*ggas being pus*y they get hit with the stick(On God )
The Glock carbon all black and it came with a di*k(Bow Bow)
n*ggas end up like ricky put the pump to his sh*t
I don’t even gotta do it my n*ggas knock you off quick

The green light lazer beam hit him right in the spleen (Uuuagh)
The rounds must be on that crack cause these n*ggas some fiends
Robatussin on that lean bands bussing the seams (Big Racks)
These n*ggas always envy me i bet you all of them teed(pus*y n*ggas)

f*ck n*gga play with me we gone end your life (Blow Bow)
Having 12 searching for your body at midnight
I’m smoking gas this sh*t illegal call this sh*t first flight(That Gas)
Pull up on me see this pistol and the flash real bright (Blow Bow)

I got the lil homies with me they got plenty of rounds
So don’t be talking all that sh*t hollows fill up your town
Don’t be stupid n*gga your body 6 in the ground(Stupid)
Leave your n*ggas disappointed leaving court with a frown(pus*y)

[Chorus]
f*ck talking sh*t lil n*gga I’m with the issues
Bussing on these b*tches they blowing us like a tissue
b*tches must be yellow they number two like a pencil
Paying for pus*y these n*ggas paying for a rental
[Hook: YE]
Get moves I move I win you lose you talk I prove my zone my groove
Get moves I move I win you lose you talk I prove my zone my groove

[Verse 2: YE]
You want bars I could give it to you(I could give it to you)
Call this sh*t a text message I could send it to you(I could send it to you)
All these f*cking rappers copy me don’t need a printer(Nope)
Sit back relax watch how I eat kill it(Kill it)
I’m the top chef barbecue watch how I grill it(Aye Aye)
Watch how I get it(Aye Aye)
n*gga I won’t spend it(Aye Aye)
Take it then I flip it
Faucet cuz I’m dripping(Drip)
Up is where I’m lifting(Lift)
Flayzo run up on you and I bet he catch you slipping(Slipping)
Bet he catch you slipping(Slipping)
Izzy moving silent so I guess a n*gga tipping(Tipping)
Pass it up to retro and I bet he get to ripping(Ripping)
I bet he get to ripping(Ripping)
If hopeless was a drink that’s the liquor y’all be sipping

[Chorus]
f*ck talking sh*t lil n*gga I’m with the issues
Bussing on these b*tches they blowing us like a tissue
b*tches must be yellow they number two like a pencil
Paying for pus*y these n*ggas paying for a rental