Mr.Trouble

Aye

Aye

Aye, aye

See these niggas be cappin' and lyin', they really not like that

Nigga play like he won't get his life checked

Still hide with the killers and niggas in all black

Hell yeah boy we like that

Aye, new year so we stack it for Skat Packs

Just hit a lick and pulled off in the Hellcat

Only smoke pressure, the best, you could smell that

Turned a 2-8 to a 3, where the scale at?

Aye, need bows wе gon' wrap it and mail that

Just put a 4 in the pop and then fell back

Givin 'еm trouble they like where the help at

These niggas pussy, they twat, they a big cat

Big racks, all on his head and they kidnap

Aye, no cap this shit here big facts

Kickin' in doors at the kickback

Get back like (hah), run them pockets let me get that

Aye, 30 shots but a 100 come with me

Wasn't provin' no point so we hit 'em with 60

Crip street, still screamin' RIP Nipsey

I come from the Grove but them Lost niggas with me

Aye, 600 that shit kinda in me

I jumped off the porch to the block then the trenches

I'm rockin' designer, this Glock in my britches

Hit the bitch from the back make me buy her some 'enchy

6 days and 6 nights we was out on a mission

On the 7th we seen 'em and caught 'em and flipped em

Only right that we hit everybody that's with em

I been causin' hell ever since I was little

I can make a bitch see like I'm Dr. Dolittle

Don't reach for this chain, turn yo ass to a noodle

Yeah, I'm Mr. Trouble, I thought that you knew

Bitch