Broke Down the Weed 3 - Problem

Yeah

Broke down the weed, then I roll up

Ex bitch messin' said she shouldn’t chose up

Cause she call me fucking baby then I said I wouldn’t fuck it

But I’m payin' all the bills shawty you can’t tell me nothin'

I’mma get money nigga that’s the only way to be

Fuck twelve but twelves’s the only way I

Boy I pay the deuce so I’m all

I collect stash house shoot the rest and then collect

And I broke down the weed, then I rolled up

() I’m like brodie hold up

I don’t even know you though

Why you askin' me that question

I can tell it bout your precense

back the fuck up

You make one wrong move you gettin' smack fuck up

so he ballin' and he mad the fuck up

Got the Oscar for a pass, just trynna act the fuck up

So I broke down the weed, then I roll up

Baby wanna buss it open, I just put the pole up

The she knows she with so paid nigga so she hold up

Not knowing that her boyfriend 'bout to roll up

So I broke down the weed, then I rolled up

Her man hit the room, told a nigga hold up

Girlfriend trynna

I know the pussy good but you gotta calm down tho

Lookin' like Rambo, what a bad exemple

Over this tramp, call me I’m lit like a lamp

Diamond Lane most beat no

Whaat!

Did it on our own no step on

Grew our own tree, y’all hangin' on branches

She fly on the grind, but she givin' up like Santa

(Pussy ain’t good, wait stop)

Problem motherfuckers he ain’t got no answer

Go again sativa, smoke until we get cancer

Stack the money high, it can’t never fall’d up

The I broke down the weed then I rolled up

Whaat!