[Chorus: Payroll Giovanni]
I got an ice copping habit, I just gotta have it
Fuck a lay away, I need it now, I gotta cash it
I'm addicted to [?] Sacks
Too many bags in the trunk, gotta stuff them in the back
I got a problem
If I want it, I'ma cash it
Lifestyle lavish, way above average
I got a problem
If I want it, I get it
What a feeling, don't mind me, partner, I'm just living
I got a problem

[Verse 1: Payroll Giovanni]
I used to be in summer set wishing
Looking at shoes, like I need them bitches
Had to step my hustle up, and make a couple grams flip
Took me longer, 'cause I never got into the scam shit
Fast forward a little, now I'm doing what I want to
Dress like a n***a like you, is what I won't do
They say I make it hard for these n***as to compete
Big H on my belt, but I'm a motherfucking G
Hustle in the streets, got me laying up in sweets
On the 45th floor, staring out my window
I shop til I drop, sold zips til I locked down the whole damn block
Gucci to the socks, [?] jeans
Walk past your ho, smelling like [?]
Spend a n***a whip, on shoes and clothes
Fell asleep with the Rollie on, walking with a cold
[Chorus: Payroll Giovanni]
I got an ice copping habit, I just gotta have it
Fuck a lay away, I need it now, I gotta cash it
I'm addicted to [?] Sacks
Too many bags in the trunk, gotta stuff them in the back
I got a problem
If I want it, I'ma cash it
Lifestyle lavish, way above average
I got a problem
If I want it, I get it
What a feeling, don't mind me, partner, I'm just living
I got a problem

[Verse 2 ?]
We be on that crispy clean shit
Ball with my n***as, 'cause it ain't [?]
I'm somewhere getting money, while you n***as leaning
Then hit the mall, you probably dozed off dreaming
Damn, I [?] on my feet
From walking in [?] 'cause I live down the street
I shop til I collapse, rock ice til I be shivvering
Never had nothing, now people think I'm ignerent
You got [?] but me, I do the bigger one
You got your Rollie on, but see, me, I do the realer one
These n***as mad as hell
And you being so broke, your bitch mad as well
I'm with my n***a Payroll, [?] in cameros
You looking for me, I'm in Sacks, [?]
These P.R.P.'s, your bitch love when I wear them
So if I ain't out shopping, I'm probably fucking your girl
N***a
[Chorus: Payroll Giovanni]
I got an ice copping habit, I just gotta have it
Fuck a lay away, I need it now, I gotta cash it
I'm addicted to [?] Sacks
Too many bags in the trunk, gotta stuff them in the back
I got a problem
If I want it, I'ma cash it
Lifestyle lavish, way above average
I got a problem
If I want it, I get it
What a feeling, don't mind me, partner, I'm just living
I got a problem

[Verse 3: Payroll Giovanni]
Louis on my feet, with the same hoodie
Moving, sipping Ace of Spades, call it Ace Boogie
You just not getting that, you looking late to me
You a mess, damn, boy, what you hate pussy?
I'm a jealous n***as' nightmare, a ho's dream
I motivate the real n***as to have things
I raise the bar, made n***as step it up
Made them boys with that fake shit put they necklace up
Everybody doing that, well, I'ma do it like this
If it's an aftermarket Rollie, please take it off your wrist
Take that monkey shit off, you embarrasing us
Boss your life up gang, ain't no comparing to us
I used to be on the block, talking 'bout I wish
I could drop a new whip, something nasty on the wrist
Never liked dreaming, I gotta do it, dawg
Was told if you can't do it big, don't do it at all
[Chorus: Payroll Giovanni]
I got an ice copping habit, I just gotta have it
Fuck a lay away, I need it now, I gotta cash it
I'm addicted to [?] Sacks
Too many bags in the trunk, gotta stuff them in the back
I got a problem
If I want it, I'ma cash it
Lifestyle lavish, way above average
I got a problem
If I want it, I get it
What a feeling, don't mind me, partner, I'm just living
I got a problem