CYBERPUNK 2077 SOUNDTRACK – PROBLEM KIDS by Konrad OldMoney feat Taelor Yung & Young Kenny



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  1. ::: LYRICS :::

    Mama ouchea trippin, gotta make it out this bull shhh Dope all in my sock, im trynna make it double too quick If you trynna talk, it should be money

    No excuses

    Trilluminati, luminati

    Im the lumens

    Ridin on the wider body No fatties

    Hyper focus on the paper

    No addies

    Line my styrofoam wit the red

    Movin real slick, gettin sly on the feds Man

    Oh, they dont want it no

    They dont wanna go

    Tell em all back back

    You dont wanna see me close Got a few back packs

    All depending on the dope Prada gucci fendi damn like we Both got matching clothes

    Uh

    Killas move in silence

    Ridin like a hybrid

    Pull up like a birthday

    And hit em wit surprises

    You gon need first aid and Medical supplies boy… …knock yo ass back

    To a different time void

    What you lookin at

    Tell me what you lookin at I be cookin up

    Eastside where i do it at What yo prollem is

    Tell me what yo prollem is Trust me…you dont want it

    With the problem kids X2

    Young gon get him some

    Hunns no set of ones

    Come up, never down

    Drugs gone keep me up

    Run some chedda like string cheese Goin to the money? Then bring me Long beach, juice city

    Im gypsy

    So grimy but my fit hit Six g'z

    Ridin so they see me Im flyer than a crip Sattelite high

    Im higher than a blimp

    Big money, eat italian wit the shrimp Thin chicks, big hips, all baddies Gimme lip

    Misfit, hits big time

    Knock it out the park

    Yo chick hits the line

    And slides in after dark, uh Feds wanna get at me Celebs wanna get at me Im the plug, like e Lectricity

    I go numb off 3 oz

    Kiddin me?

    I need 3 mo, before its Hittin me

    What you lookin at

    Tell me what you lookin at I be cookin up

    Eastside where i do it at What yo prollem is

    Tell me what yo prollem is Trust me…you dont want it With the problem kids X2

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