Problems

[Chorus: Ken Carson] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I ain't ever bought no Gucci, I ain't ever bought no Louis I ain't ever bought no— I ain't ever bought this shit, I ain't ever rock this shit I'm rockin' out like this, I'm rockin' out, yeah I was rockin' C-C, B-B-alenciaga You worried 'bout me, yeah-yeah, see that's your problem I ain't Dr. Phil, so how the fuck you want me to solve them? You ain't ever pop that pill, how the fuck you judgin' my drug problems? [Verse: Lil Tecca & Ken Carson] She got drug problems, yeah, I got ho problems, yeah Said she got a new nigga, my money stackin' taller than him I got choppa' like Montana, bitch, I'm Tony, I'm not Hannah I got hoes like I'm Santa, she said she tryna fuck, no manners I'm in this bitch with lil' Tec, I pass him the TEC, oh yeah, we slidin' I put your ho in the 'Vette, she droppin' that neck, oh yeah, oh yeah, she ridin' When she with me, her phone on DND and my phone be on silent Sneaky link, yeah, nobody know we fuckin', everything we do so private She gon' take it to the grave and I'ma act like I forgot about it My swag be random, yeah, you know I ain't got no stylist I'm fuckin' on a dancer and we both off the Molly Like a VETEMENTS hoodie, I took her ass, yeah, and oversized it I don't even get fly no more, lil' bitch, yeah, I'm glidin' No matter what I wear, I feel like I'm the one who designed it Glock right beside me, bitch, I'm high as fuck I'm off earth, you can't find me Merch that ain't lyin' I know niggas chattin', they just tellin' stories Yeah, she been 'round the block, you took your ho to Mori (Ayy) Had to scratch my head when you said that's your shawty (Ayy) And if you not talkin' racks, I swear that shit might bore me, yeah [Bridge: Lil Tecca] They know I do what I want, ayy, I don't play Simon Says, ayy I put your ho on the list, ayy, you know the list not Craig's And most of the time I be dolo because I do not fuck with the feds Me and my blunt, I'm livin' in slo-mo, no, I don't remember what you said [Chorus: Ken Carson] Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah I ain't ever bought no Gucci, I ain't ever bought no Louis I ain't ever bought no— I ain't ever bought this shit, I ain't ever rock this shit I'm rockin' out like this, I'm rockin' out, yeah I was rockin' C-C, B-B-alenciaga You worried 'bout me, yeah-yeah, see that's your problem I ain't Dr. Phil, so how the fuck you want me to solve them? You ain't ever pop that pill, how the fuck you judgin' my drug problems?