Lyrics The Problem - Seemore Bluntz

Just finished my cup
Heading to the bar for so more to guzzle up
Say word
I see the bartender
She got the buttercup
I got the butter nuts
Don′t mind me baby doll I'm half baked
So poor my drink and please don′t act stink
And make sure it's light on the ice
Cause I like to feel loose when I rhyme on the mic
Girl you need to stop it
I could get a little crazy don't mind me hun
Five lighters in my pocket
When I really need a lighter I can′t find one
A dude bump me from the back bumpin′ his gums
My whole drink did a splash 'fore it′s touchin' my tongue
Five seconds from gettin′ thrown out of the club
Cause I'm a turn around and be mad as a muh

That′s how I'm feelin' right now
Who got a problem with me
That′s how I′m feelin' right now
Who got a problem with me

Ask about me S-E-E-M-O
R-E resident evil to your window
You can call the army
Cause I got a sound
That′ll turn every town and the planet
Zombie
Now they on me can't get em′ off me
Seemore Bluntz who the hell would endorse me
I crack necks backs break arms
In a pair of khaks like Jake from state farm
I ain't got a brain left
Lost it
High when I drive
Rick Grimes to walkers
Truth be told I′m building up a fortress
Only nigga using a commode as an office
Step correct and come with it
In a grave you'll be fresh to death in my city
They see that I'm next to rep they ride with me
Hit the blunt but they never invest the five fifty
Reach in my chest pull out the nine nicky
It′s a business card that smell like my sticky
Sniff
Gorilla in the mist
That′ll fart marijuana so the world get a whiff

That's how I′m feelin' right now
Who got a problem with me
That′s how I'm feelin′ right now
Who got a problem with me

Listen
Mama said I'm a savage
Five blunts three cups later
Now I'm mad lit
If niggas in my background with an adlib
He could get the nutty professor
A fat lip
I wake and bake like three in the morning
The hell with the future
I live for the moment
Shut up and listen
The slogan is real
I penetrate through a beat not even Slomin could sheild
High school
What can I say blunt smoking
Dated white girls with fathers like Hulk Hogan
To get high we cut pretty often
Talk of the class when I decided to walk in
A bit older but I′m mad rude
Hand on the horn cause I′m that dude
Middle finger up about how I'm viewed
Man these niggas better think for they clown my shoes
What are those

That′s how I'm feelin′ right now
Who got a problem with me
That's how I′m feelin' right now
Who got a problem with me
That's how I′m feelin′ right now
Who got a problem with me
That's how I′m feelin' right now
Who got a problem with me