What you tryna say to me
That ain't really my problem
Get the fuck away from me
That ain't really my problem
What you tryna say to me
That ain't really my problem
Get the fuck away from me
That ain't really my problem
Yeah
He don't want problem with them
I waste my time on you niggas I don't give a damn
We not gon' tell em again
Fingers so shiny they white like the michelin man
Find it hard making amends
They do me dirty I might just go pop em' with 10
Back on my shit I might pop em' again
Back on my shit I might pop em' like
Woah, sheesh
My mental on skates I be feeling irate everywhere that I go
Paranoid feelings my head through the ceiling
My niggas been sayin i'm trippin' fasho
Lately been moving like what am I doing
I might catch a flight all the way to New York
Switch up my style they gon' tell me i'm wild
When I trade out my nikes for Christian Dior
What you tryna say to me
That ain't really my problem
Get the fuck away from me
That ain't really my problem
What you tryna say to me
That ain't really my problem
Get the fuck away from me
That ain't really my problem
That ain't really my problem
What you tryna say to me
That ain't really my problem
Told a nigga move back
That ain't really my problem
Now you wanna say something
Now you wanna start a problem
Said brodie got hot but he move and got caught with a dot on his chest
Like he play for Japan
Bro turn a problem I'm gathering sticks with the bros
It look like we in boy scouts again
Look like a friendship bracelet on the wrist
The way that they peep and turn opps into fans
You'd think the green would be the marines
The way that they turn all my niggas to feds
Go get em'
Got the visual
I ain't really worried bout' a bot moving digital
Junkyard homies on the side getting rid of you
My nigga don' warned me bout' blind individuals
What you tryna say to me
That ain't really my problem
Get the fuck away from me
That ain't really my problem
What you tryna say to me
That ain't really my problem
Get the fuck away from me
That ain't really my problem