I got two hundred problems
But a bitch ain't one
All these niggas' pussy
Like a cat got their tongue
I'm just tryna to show you
How to make it in life
I'm to show you
How to not fake the hype
I got two hunned problems
Being rich ain't one
Too many condoms
These bitches want son
Trapping every night
Yeah, we trap every night
Beat the pussy up
Then I eat it with fries
You want to beef at Macdonalds
These bitches giving you problems
You got your got your phone so you call them
All my hoes know I solve them
I don't go back and forth
I take her ass to the north
She say you niggahs are soft
She take my cum with a straw
She like the rum when it's raw
Catching no feelings at all
All my niggas
All my niggas
All my niggas
Tryna make their pockets bigger
All my niggas
All my niggas
All my niggas
Tryna make their niggas richer
(Yeah dawg,that's some Ubuntu shit right there,we've been through the struggle)
All my niggas
All my niggas
All my niggas
Tryna make their seven figures
I see all of these niggas drowning
That's why they're always snorting mountains
I'm a king,I need a f*cking crowning
Tryna make it out the public housing
Free my niggas locked up in the jail
I swear the government wants us fail
They want us dropping out of high school
To tell our teachers we got dope to move
F*ck the penitentiary
My pen is always helping me
To help my niggers make it bigger gee
To help my nigger taste the victory
My bitches are bad and ratchet
Tryna make it in higher tax bracket
These niggas are hustling backwards
Never catching why she's dating a Sasquatch
Secure the bag, secure the bag
They getting mad
I'm in the trap, I'm in the trap
Just counting racks