Chords for Problem - Like Whaaat ft. Bad Lucc

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_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] League of Stars
League of Stars
_ _ [B] _ [Eb] Sorry JNari Sorry JNari
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_ _ _ _ _ _ Who dat?
Talkin bout who dat?
Run up on me as you get your ass beat
Blue black, you don't deny
Bump off the power, push mountains of ire
You niggas already heard, the bro Byrd
Keep a fist of grip, pump on his lip at all times
Wherever, however, cause young niggas stay tryin
See him and be like, huh?
Nigga what?
Huh?
Give a fuck, like what?
Blow my wig, smash the gas
Hop up in my lane, shit be lookin way different
Through these thousand dollar frames
Me, millionaire mind, fuck a thousand dollar brain
Thousand dollar lane, only gettin louder
Around this gang ass nigga
White ass nigga, jumpin' down for real
You ain't gotta ask nigga
Floatin through the city [Ab] like I'm on a raft nigga
[Gb] Mike Vic [Eb] with this shit, I don't need a pass nigga
[Ebm] Like what that shit do?
Yeah, I'm just doin [C] my thing
Fingers in the sky, bangin [Eb] my game
And me like, oh, gon' fall back
Cause you don't want no problems like that
Cause we gon' be like, huh?
Nigga what?
Huh?
Give a fuck, [Abm] nigga what?
And me be like, huh?
Nigga what?
[Gb] [Abm] Huh?
Give a fuck, nigga what?
You muddy funny, you a clown
If your bitch hit me up, then I'm probably [Ab] goin down
It depends on how much of that shit I just had
Feel cool, but I prefer my MDMA by the bag
[Bb] Heavy hitter right here, all you other niggas jabs
Big talkin bout beef, tell you sir they ass a slug
Do the mad [Ab] hoes clash cause I got em yellin
Like flip, and when I'm done they always ask
How you do that there?
[Eb] Hold up
Word to Master P and Young Lee
I pull your bitch, she try to kick it faster
Cause I'm a pimp, Steve worked a bun B
Underground king, no checkin
Shout out to the bitch, pressin the getaway lift
Repert Cal like Riff on fire right now
Feet burnin, no sniffin
Just wrap it up, murder the pussy
Real beef, you don't talk, you just murder [Ebm] a pussy
You see me?
I'm just doin my thing
Fingers in the sky, [F] bangin my gang
Like, [Bb] oh, goin far away
Cause you don't want no problems [Eb] like that
Cause we gon be like
Huh, nigga what?
Huh, give a fuck, nigga why?
And mama be like
Huh, nigga [Gb] what?
[Abm] Huh, give a fuck, nigga why?
You gon be like, who that?
Bet your lady knew that
She said he got a ticket on the molly, mami do that
And with my rounds, diamond lane, I thought you knew that
Town half rate, a hundred six is where we grew that
You see [Ebm] me on the ten with my squad, we so trill
Old town with them foolies, nigga [Eb] choppin by the mill
I grew up with my bros on lock
Them hoes on stock
I used to whip perunes back when Nelly was on top
9442, my pack [Ebm] bang
Rewind with my bitches red as a honda
Throwback on them Yokohamas
I be slammin a scraper, you touch the paper, it's dope
You got your grindin for sure, these hoes stink in the snow
[Eb] I get it goin, my nigga
I blow the horn and she ready
Disrespectful nigga, please, I'm the one with the fatty
I'm goin out with a bang, it's laying on the chain
I just show up with diamonds, nigga, lay up and bang
[Ab] What? _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ What?
It's time for a nigga to say what's up
_ Straight up _
What?
I am CA
They go LA to the bank
Yeah, it's my shit, my nigga
Elgang got this, my nigga
On lock, on rap
Whatever, I'm rich
Come smell my leather
Rich now, but I'm with whatever
Cheeseburger, no beef, come with chatter
But I ain't trippin, take it all in
Licky girl Clint, did she take it all in
Best cook still in my joint
Say I sound too LA, that's the point What?
Nigga, you know where I'm from
You know what I represent
Nigga, you know where I'm from
You know what I represent
You got a problem, say that then
Say that then, say that then Huh?
Want a problem, say that then
Say that then,