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jtć mariø – do we got a problem? كلمات اغاني

(chorus)
do we got a problem? n-gga it can get solved
n-ggas always pillow talking til them n-ggas get robbed
you should know not to step in the yard with a dog
let them pit bulls get his -ss, bite him up now he scarred
this ain’t no diss track but i’m sending the shots
to all them p-ssy hating b-tches tryna run on my block
i ain’t never had sh-t, i had to fight for my spot
this that jtc sh-t, p-ssy b-tch what’s your wop?

(verse 1)
this a drop-top coupe, something you can’t afford
should of been a doctor, all the lean i done poured
l!ck after l!ck, put it on my records
they need to let me perform, i don’t mess with the frauds
hours after hours, trying to build up the cake
i done made so much music, a n-gga gone need breaks
rolling up that strong cookie then a n-gga get baked
have your momma crying at the funeral home of your wake
i’m trapping and rapping and snapping and lapping
and clapping on choppers, they don’t want the action
you snoozing and losing and choosing on how you pursuing
on all of the sh-t that you doing and if you attacking, we tracking
and packing the glocks for unpacking until they get clapping
my money be stacking, they don’t want the action
pull up in a ashton, and off to the hamptons
my music’s meant not for you to sing along with
nah, ain’t no holding back, wrong song b-tch
you hanging in a spot you don’t belong in
i’ll give you a definition of a strong one
hard times, mountain climbs, tech 9s, glock time
time’s up, it’s your last ride, cold case, masked up with a carbine
hotline, trigger finger on a glock 9
playing ballerina, p-ssy b-tch we don’t dance
can’t walk around with guns cause they bring down my pants
(calm down jtc, bro just relax)
nah, i’m a seatbelt, i’m coming with straps

(verse 2)
tell my squad to pull up on you then walk off with your hoe
treat his -ss like a car, p-ssy n-gga get towed
we don’t play no f-cking games, f-ck is wrong with these hoes?
if they want that pillow talking, b-tches can get exposed
when them drugs is in my system, i feel like super saiyan
i be so high, i don’t know what i’m saying
but it can get crazy when that glock get to spraying
n-ggas thinking it’s a game but b-tch i’m not playing
when that glock get to spraying , n-ggas gone beg me please
b-tch, i’m not playing, p-ssy boy on your knees
put them in the pot, boil them up like some cheese
then send them off to his mom, crying in the streets
it can end two ways, getting k!lled or in jail
how the h-ll is you my bro then you went out and tell
i don’t f-ck with no fake b-tches, give them the rail
i can come and make it rain down on them like hail

- jtc mario

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