Team Up - Problem

Damn, I gotta do sometin'

Oh yeah, it ain’t over motherfuckers

You bitches better team up

You bitches better team up

Cause one on one you ain’t fuckin with me

Cause one on one you ain’t fuckin with me

Cause one on one you ain’t fuckin with me

You bitches better team up

Cause one on one, you bitches better team up

I hear that woofin, ya’ll all barkin

Little niggas, the gang is small talkin

Molly though, higher than word off

Orchestratin beefs even muslims couldn’t call off

I ain’t goin hard bout it, ya’ll all soft

Nerf ballin nigga, what that car cost?

You and yo bitch, ass will get smacked quick

On tracks you getting lap quick, hit that switch

Time to turn it up on these marks

Niggas talkin hood shit, well meet me at the park

And the prize is yours, nigga you the one

Throwin from the shoulders, I don’t need a gun

Smoking all day like I don’t need a lung

Every dog got his day but, well this could be your one

Ask your home boy, today what that bout

He whooped that ass so bad thought he got packed out

You bitches better team up

You bitches better team up

Cause one on one you ain’t fuckin with me

Cause one on one you ain’t fuckin with me

Cause one on one you ain’t fuckin with me

You bitches better team up

Cause one on one, you bitches better team up

Pussy pussy, hell yea it’s on

So glad to me sweaters better than yo songs

So keep on selling it

Play Pac and I Coachella him

Hologram that

Real nigga shit — this the soundtrack

Circus in the chain for the clown at

Yo bitch give me brain and I pound that

That bitch did you bang didn’t sound that

Ooh what she came through

She was mad, telling all yo bids fool

And my show bitch is still at the venue

And like a pistol’s been thrown, what you’ve been through

Come on, you hoes better listen up

Pick you up, lift you up then lick you up

When it ends call a friend like bitch wuddup?

I can’t handle this nigga by myself

You bitches better team up

You bitches better team up

Cause one on one you ain’t fuckin with me

Cause one on one you ain’t fuckin with me

Cause one on one you ain’t fuckin with me

You bitches better team up

Cause one on one, you bitches better team up

Compton for real, you ain’t gotta ask nigga

Gotta ask nigga, gotta ask nigga

I’m from Compton for real, you ain’t gotta ask nigga

I know yo past nigga, I could have yo ass nigga

And I ain’t gotta say no homo shit

You only actin like that for the promo

My squad around, them niggas bounce like bozo

Me I’m on yo head ganged up or dolo

Push a cold line, nigga it’s freezing

Been on a trip, I’m just waitin on a reason

He wasn’t hard to call like when it changed season

You niggas bout to fall, somebody like reason

I’m in the track weaving in that new 7−5 izo

Reading some tweets while that bitch sucks sleeves though

Hard boy kid like Suzzie and P Lo

Diamond Lane, ill game

You bitches better team up

You bitches better team up

Cause one on one you ain’t fuckin with me

Cause one on one you ain’t fuckin with me

Cause one on one you ain’t fuckin with me

You bitches better team up

Cause one on one, you bitches better team up

This goes out to you

This goes out to you

This goes out to you

And you and you and you

(You ain’t fuckin with me)

This goes out to you

This goes out to you

This goes out to you

And you and you and you

(You bitches better team up)

Alright that’s it, fo real