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another problem - offset & lil dump lyrics

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[intro]
(let me hear it, durel)

[chorus: lil dump]
she tryna f*ck with a young n*gga ’cause he got money, i got another problem
he steady dissin’ and playin’ on my top like it’s funny, i got another chopper
i might stand on him, dump at that boy for big dump, he be runnin’, i ain’t tryna beef about it
put a bag on his head, they gon’ shoot at a n*gga, no stuntin’
it’s baby top, he got money and them diamonds on him, they too froze
i remember i was broke, put on no namebrand, got designer on my clothes
my lil’ brother still outside totin’ a green flag, 4ktrey all he know
stop playin’, n*gga, wipe your nose, you know they still on frontline ’bout 4, yeah, yeah

[verse 1: offset]
bad b*tch, shе wanna f*ck a boss (boss)
200k in a vault (two hundred)
200k on your boss (two hundred)
this how it get with thеm dirty*ass sticks and them young n*ggas come out the nawf (sticks)
hit his ass up with that fork (fork)
give his lil’ ass some chalk (chalk)
you a lil’ puny lil’ dog
all you gon’ do is just bark (rrr)
give a lil’ b*tch a lil’ fully, i come like a bully, this sh*t gettin’ dark (fully)
f*ck what these n*ggas done thought
a body is dead, he bought (he dead)
i put a bullet in all of these n*ggas lil’ throats, they cough like halls (ugh)
two hundred million, we ball (two hundred)
250k for the frog (two*fifty)
milli’ on milli’, these b*tches be silly, then puttin’ the d*ck in they jaws (rrr)
i tell ’em turn up the kn*b (kn*b)
broke*ass n*gga, get a job (broke)
eat him like corn on the cob (cob)
i’m sendin’ lil dump to rob (rrr)
runnin’ this sh*t, i be runnin’ to money, i don’t even run, i just jog (hey)
smokin’ on bumps like a log
f*ckin’ this b*tch like a dog (hey)
lambo truck gon’ crawl
i’m blind to the b*tches like charles
got millions on millions, i’m large
p*ssy*ass n*gga, you fraud
that money make me hard
[chorus: lil dump]
she tryna f*ck with a young n*gga ’cause he got money, i got another problem
he steady dissin’ and playin’ on my top like it’s funny, i got another chopper
i might stand on him, dump at that boy for big dump, he be runnin’, i ain’t tryna beef about it
put a bag on his head, they gon’ shoot at a n*gga, no stuntin’
it’s baby top, he got money and them diamonds on him, they too froze
i remember i was broke, put on no namebrand, got designer on my clothes
my lil’ brother still outside totin’ a green flag, 4ktrey all he know
stop playin’, n*gga, wipe your nose, you know they still on frontline ’bout 4, yeah, yeah

[verse 2: lil dump]
we stay protectin’ the brand
shoot at your mans, chopper hit, sound like the band
i gotta spend my advance, these n*ggas keep playin’, i might put this sh*t on his friend
they get you gone and i get to doin’ my dance, after we stick to the plan
callin’ some phone, sh*t, i wouldn’t answer, i’m pressin’ the b*tton with stick in my hand
i been poppin’ my sh*t in a different way
i be mackin’ on hoes in a different way
i been gettin’ to the bands a different way
put these n*ggas in motion a different way
f*ck a ho, go to strokin’ in different ways
i got hitters, they gon’ do the sh*t i say
failed to mention i might feel a different way
b*tch can’t handle no n*gga, she in my way

[outro]
(durel made the beat, i’ma rock with it, rock with it)

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