FUTURISTIC I'm A Problem feat Kyle & SK4MC song lyrics

Yeah!

Stop that, any show, I betta rock that

When I drop that, Everybody finna' cop that

Nigga pop that, gettin' brain like a tophat

Ahead of my time, somebody rewind the clock back

And your boy keep goin', flex on a hater like my name Hulk Hogan

Scared em, Fear Factor, Joe Rogan

You sing to a nigga like yo name Frank Ocean

"Oh shit, did he just say that? Let me replay that

Yup, he did, I'm way mad

This the type of shit that really make me hate rap"

Calm the fuck down, ASAP

I'm Futuristic, You recordin' on an 8-track

And I got flow like I been rockin' a wave cap

Pop up in the maybach, Put on the face mask

Let the AK (CLAP) Blow off ya name tag (haa)

That's typical shit, but me ain't no typical kid

I got a typical chick, in a typical whip, but I promise baby girl this ain't no typical dick

I'm lyrically sick, mentally blessed, physically I'm pretty legit

And I told this chick to dip like a chip, her nigga ain't say shit like a typical bitch

I'm the biggest problem you can't solve it, math equation

I'm the future I see the future like That's So Raven

I'm goin' hard just like a boner but no masturbation

I'm spittin' on all of these hoes, ejaculation

Houston we have a problem

Houston we have a problem

Houston we have a problem

I'm a problem, Can't nobody stop em! x2

K.i.D too real nigga, bars artist, still nigga

Your songs don't hit at all, you spit shit I don't feel nigga

You walk like you wear heels nigga, you thought you gonna pass fo me

Spit flames like propane, you thought you goin' gas me?

Never that cause I'm never wack, Nigga I don't stop till the song done

Tell these guys to keep the hoes I'm the type of nigga they mom want

Your dad thinks I'm a great guy because I call him mister

So when I'm done with your mom, he wants me to date your sister (Wow)

Pow! Right in the kisser, Runnin' shit so long that I got blisters

This is my world because I'm a star, I'm solely sorry you not on my system dog

Oh you do this super duper, can't keep up, you's a loser

You could have a moped, you could have a boat, you could have a bike, you could have a scooter

You could have Steve Jobs build a computer

Nigga I'm a problem and you can't solve it

Calculators, hours later, and all you niggas is gettin' it wrong

It's not your fault you're hella dumb, Bein' this real is hella fun, Yeah

Me and Futuristic, fuck your heart, show me statistics dog

Start that, I'mma show you where the heart at

Doin' this a lifetime, show you where my art at

Pull my dick out, yo momma had a heart attack

Leave the mic, fishing rod, now it's just an artifact

You're official like NFL replacement referees

I was bigger than your daddy, actually when I was 17

Out in Vegas, with your momma, and her recipe

For destiny, Destruction, and a thousand hits of Ketamine

Kyle the Problem, Futuristic the Problem, SK4MC the Problem Bitchh

(Can't nobody stop em!)

On the porch, like a pimp and shit

Never used crutches but I gotta limp and shit

I heard y'all niggas want beef, well tonight I fixed up shrimp and shit

It's imminent that your feminine, and your pockets make a synonym

For a dinner made of Mickey D's and a king-sized bag of M&Ms

I'm the- I'm the biggest problem fuck your life, eat jerky bacon

In the- In the future I gave you sutures hospital patient

If you're trying to solve it, you must have little patience

Kyle, Futuristic, SK on the track (This time you're wastin')