Текст песни Problem Child - Miss Kam feat. T. Ali

'Lil bitch with a big body
He think I ain't shit
I tell that nigga
"Shit, 'prolly"
She wanna try me
Psh, I tell the hoe
"Shit try me"
I been waiting for a bitch to get some shit up out me
For real
And that's 'gon put me in a tight position
Not talking sexual my shooter in the right position
Bitch I'm the quarter back you niggas in the hike position
Bitch I'ma sight you missing
Bitch I'ma
I'ma
Woo!

Killas, ridas
We behind ya
Where you hidin'
We 'gon find ya
Sorry mama
To my father
Who 'gon stop me now
I'ma problem child
Killas, ridas
We behind ya
Where you hidin'
We 'gon find ya
Sorry mama
To my father
Who 'gon stop me now
I'ma problem child

Really wasn't safe round
How I'm living, great now
Better pump ya breaks now
I can catch a case now
Bitch I'm grown
Leave them 'lor games on the play ground
Treat them beats like a body
Kill 'em I don't play now
Now watch this!
Out the water quick
Now I done turned into the Loch Ness
They yelling please stop this
Madness
Bitch I'm from the trenches still got the same address
And they 'gon trip when they see my niggas out in Paris
I'm a motherfuckin' problem
I'ma black sheep
Threw me in the cypher
I was smokin' in the backseat
Tell me where you was when them niggas tried to snatch me
I'm tellin' you I take them bitches outta here gladly
I ain't patty cakin'
When you pat me down my pockets caked up
You bitches get on Instagram and all a sudden fake tough
Now say what
Run ya mouth I beat you out ya makeup
The game owe me top spot
You niggas better pay up just stay up
Listen
My daddy lost his job
My mama love me but I told her
"Look don't even call"
I don't trust her
Brother in the trenches as we speak
Oh bitch I'm hungry
And my peoples gotta eat
Nigga you probably shouldn't get involved
I probably should go get a job but I got this faith
I got some secrets I ain't tell a soul to this day
They worth a lot I give a fuck 'bout what you 'tryna pay
Bitch I'm up next I give a fuck bout what you 'tryna say
Woo!

Killas, ridas
We behind ya
Where you hidin'
We 'gon find ya
Sorry mama
To my father
Who 'gon stop me now
I'ma problem child
Killas, ridas
We behind ya
Where you hidin'
We 'gon find ya
Sorry mama
To my father
Who 'gon stop me now
I'ma problem child

Oh they comin'
You know they runnin'
Na na na na
Na na na na
Oh they comin'
You know they runnin'
No no no no
No no no no
No, no