Issues Lyrics

I don't care I might just pop it 'cause I can't split it

And Shawty know my coca pure because my pack different

My 15s hit like .223s, I put a mag in it

And I can feel I'm coming down, it's been a bad minute

And yeah I know she whip the Honda like a dually truck

And yeah I know she got some issues, she could fuck me up

She said she carry chrome, I hope she keep that toolie tucked

But I still love the way she fuck me when we booted up

Gotta couple extra grams, I'll take 'em right to the face

I'm fucking geeking, baby, Narcan ain't gon' save me today

I need some smoke but I ain't tripping 'cause the plug on the way

She wanna lock back in to the crib where she stay

You know I been scheming

Yeah and Shawty keep on talking like she been leaving

Oh and she just want some money 'cause I been freezing

I been mixing all our pills, I'm tryna get even

Baby girl, I been grieving

Shawty wanna link

I ain't got no plans with nobody

Step out in the mink

Shawty cute but ain't got no money

She don't even drink

Think I turned her to a coke junkie

I can't even think

Why she laughing like it's so funny?

I don't care I might just pop it 'cause I can't split it

And Shawty know my coca pure because my pack different

My 15s hit like .223s, I put a mag in it

And I can feel I'm coming down, it's been a bad minute

And yeah I know she whip the Honda like a dually truck

And yeah I know she got some issues, she could fuck me up

She said she carry chrome, I hope she keep that toolie tucked

But I still love the way she fuck me when we booted up

And I know that she hates me

So it hurts when she come over and start calling me "baby" like that

I ain't doing too well lately

Started fucking with these pillies and they took my safety so fast

She like bad bitches

With big, big totals

I'll split a bag with you

Baby, won't you come over?

I bet shawty pop out

Keep like 20 grams on her

But she do witchcraft

And I'm a bad omen

I been tryna run away but I think that she catching on

Try to break these habits, baby, I been down for way too long

Feels like half a lifetime since I met you at that Marriott

I know that it's over baby, you don't gotta say a lot

I don't care I might just pop it 'cause I can't split it

And Shawty know my coca pure because my pack different

My 15s hit like .223s, I put a mag in it

And I can feel I'm coming down, it's been a bad minute

And yeah I know she whip the Honda like a dually truck

And yeah I know she got some issues, she could fuck me up

She said she carry chrome, I hope she keep that toolie tucked

But I still love the way she fuck me when we booted up

She like bad bitches

With big, big totals

I'll split a bag with you

Baby, won't you come over?

I bet shawty pop out

Keep like 20 grams on her

But she do witchcraft

And I'm a bad omen