Anger Problems Songtext
von V9

(That boy Piso, he goin′ cray)
(Jackiee)
Mmm, ay, come 'ere


All the money in the world, can′t bring big bro back (Nope)
All the money in the world needs more waps (Bow, bow)
We slide that in them transit vans (Yes)
We do shit right, gang known's for that (Ah)
I'm over tapped like I′m off the yat (Yes)
Run that down, I′m known for that (Ay, come 'ere)
Stretch my arm, sweep him off his feet (Mhm)
Then stretch my arm, you get what I mean (Ching, ching)
Lean man red, I be listen the scene (Splash)
Gang know I get man down for the team of ease (I do)
See man wrong with thе wind, breeze (Where you gеttin′?)
You still get caught then freeze, G's (Splash)
Wavy, got him down, some neek (Mhm)
It′s brand old piss, just shoot some missile (Some GM)
Get verbal when you ain't done shit (Nah)
It′s crazy how you live like this (How?)
They cat for the web in blogs
I ignore that shit, I'm better than this (I am)
Baddiest tits, best dump that shit
Suck wood, I can't hit shit (Double S)
I′m bougie, I gotta watch right, jeet (I do)
I′m bookie, I step back with the stick (Bow, bow)
Aim high, nuttin' below the hip (No)
Press this, watch this sink that ship (Grrt, bow, bow)

You know I′m tryna send man heaven (I am)
Pull up the weapon, squeeze at his melon (Brrt, bow)
All the chat on the web
Has me fed up (Some GMs)
Pull up on them man feed them led and brown
But when I see them, I go red (Ay)
While I hop out, jump out, come lets take man out (Mhm)
Leave man red on the scene, pronounce (You're gone)
You know I′m tryna send man heaven (I am)
Pull up the weapon, squeeze at his melon (Brrt, bow)
All the chat on the web has me fed up (Some GMs)
Pull up on them man feet then let them brown (Mhm)
But when I see them, I go red (Ay)
While I hop out, jump out, come lets take man out (Mhm, mhm)
Leave man red on the scene, pronounce (Listen, you're gone)


We grip two least, don′t do imitation
Yo, me and my world class taco
Turn on your guns, dishin' the station
No, find location, fly Caucasian
Can't keep up with probation
AM, PR, pree my navigation
Rest up Shegs, that′s plug, gang built up a big foundation
Listen, my head back′s stressed doin' all castration
The young bucks need me, validation
New waps, new beef, let′s breeze out the car, still waitin'
All the opp boys bluff, they just live in the past, it′s blatant
I can name all the opp boy yutes that we taken
But it's all bait, it′s frustrating
Bruck it and duck from the bacon

You know I'm tryna send man heaven (I am)
Pull up the weapon, squeeze at his melon (Brrt, bow)
All the chat on the web has me fed up (Some GMs)
Pull up on them man feet then let them brown (Mhm)
But when I see them, I go red (Ay)
While I hop out, jump out, come lets take man out (Mhm)
Leave man red on the scene, pronounce (You're gone)
You know I′m tryna send man heaven (I am)
Pull up the weapon, squeeze at his melon (Brrt, bow)
All the chat on the web has me fed up (Some GMs)
Pull up on them man feet then let them brown (Mhm)
But when I see them, I go red (Ay)
While I hop out, jump out, come lets take man out (Mhm)
Leave man red on the scene, pronounce (You′re gone)