Problem Child 3 Intro

[Intro]
Damn BT
First, I walked in lookin like I hit a lick, huh
Lemme tell you how I walked in (Ha ha) today
[Verse 1]
Uh , I walked in with my chains, Ion feelin rich today
A nigga better not look wrong, I might just steal your bae
I pulled up to my grammas house like, 'What you cook today?'
Im bout to put some money on my niggas books today (Go)
If she aint tryna ****, she better not even look this way
Got some niggas playin ball, got some niggas cookin Jäger
I dont **** with niggas hardly, I been stayin out the way (Been stayin out)
If a nigga try to rob me, let that Draco eat his face (Bah! Brrah!)
Ayy, ayy , **** it up
[Verse 2]
Niggas know its gang in this bitch and you cant **** wit us (No)
No, you cant pop out wit me, nigga, no you aint tough enough (No)
I say, '2+2', I poured a four up in my double cup
Ayy, ayy, my lil bitch a Barbie, she gorgeous
Ayy-uh , she even look cute when wе be arguin
Who the **** keep blowin up my phone whilе Im recordin? (Brrr)
She know I aint shit, but she gon **** with me regardless
[Interlude]
Okay, Im fresh as can be (Woo), got hoes by the three (Woo)
Got racks in the seat (Woo), who ****in with Dee? (Okay )
Nigga want him a feature, but I cant do it for free (Cant do it for-)
If you aint talkin bout money, then you aint talkin to me (You aint talkin' to me)
[Verse 3]
Uh, start off my day wit a butt to the face
Put my clip in the Drake, then go post on the K (Lets go)
In my hood, bitch, Im straight
I got gang, I got face
I see 12, jump the gate
Hit the cut, get away (Go)
Three (Three, three, three)
[Outro]
Aw, hell