[Intro]
Top dog shit, we don't fuck with yo side
We don't fuck with none of y'all n***as (Flatt, fah)
Y'all be on that internet shit, and all that other shit
Lil' ass bitch (Skrrt, skrrt)
We don't fuck with that
Fuck goin' on?
You got lots of problems
We got lots of problems, damn
You got lots of-
We got lots of problems

[Verse 1]
Rockstar, bitch, I don't own a guitar
I ask a n***a, "What's happenin'?"
You don't want to go to war
He catch a bullet, like it's Madden
Choppa leave that n***a swore
That bitch she got a attachment
I can not fuck with a whore
Kick that ho out of the door (D-D-DJ Phat)
Told my brothers, I ain't gon' let them down
N***a, we could go pound for pound
Draco, n***a, we could go round for round
Foreign drip, tell her, "Sound it out"
[Chorus]
I got lots of problems
You got lots of problems
We got lots of problems, damn
I know I'm a problem
Talk down, we gon' pop him
We don't give no options, damn (DJ Phat, ah, man)
Ayy, I got lots of bankroll
Gang, just got a bankroll
Wе got lots of bankroll, damn (Fft, fft)
I'm with gang, I can't fold
Hit that n***a ankles, sent him to a angel, damn (D-D-DJ Phat)

[Verse 2]
Ayy, thеy know I'm the top one
Most these n***as sad, because they not up
I can't do no link, can't do no pop up
N***a's under heat, he turnt to Pop Hun'
Ayy, lay low, I been here all day, ho
Let a fuck n***a, try me, fft, DeJ Loaf
All my n***as sippin' codeine with that Faygo
Wanna act like n***as know me, grrt, face gone (Blatt, blatt)
In L.A., I ball like Kobe, n***a, game on (Damn, DJ Phat)
Walk down, then I did my dance on Rodeo
I'ma let that Glock, he get flocked, got a halo
Just came for some drop, we don't talk, we just aim, ho
Know she got some problems
I don't know why she think I'm the answer to her problems
All these n***as fake, and that's a problem
Smile in my face so much, they almost show they top gum (Sound it out)
[Chorus]
I got lots of problems
You got lots of problems
We got lots of problems, damn
I know I'm a problem
Talk down, we gon' pop him (DJ Phat, ah, man)
We don't give no options, damn
Ayy, I got lots of bankroll
Gang, just got a bankroll
We got lots of bankroll, damn (Fft, fft)
I'm with gang, I can't fold
Hit that n***a ankles, sent him to a angel, damn

[Outro]
(Like, damn, DJ Phat, you be killin' 'em)
Sent him to a angel, damn
I'm with gang, we can't fold
Hit that n***a ankles
Sent him to a angel, damn