Comethazine - SOLVED THE PROBLEM lyrics

[Intro] Yuh, b*tch Where the bricks, where the blow? b*tch, yeah, yeah Where the bricks, where the blow? (Where the bricks, where the blow?) (Ayy, man, Comethazine in this b*tch, ni**a, know I'm piped the fu*k up) Where the bricks, where the blow? (Where the bricks, where the blow?) b*tch, b*tch, yuh, ayy [Chorus] Where the bricks, where the blow? Was serving double O, slither gang, let 'em know R.I.P. Philip, my right hand ni**a but he gone (Yeah) Now I gotta smoke these pussy ni**as on my own (I gotta smoke 'em on my own) These ni**as actin' tough but turn pussy over a ho (b*tch) Boy, I would never go, I dick that ho, then make her go (C'mere!) b*tch, while I call your Uber, go wait over by the door (Body!) And b*tch, I got your phone, wait 'til you leave to turn it on (Aw-yeah) [Verse] That ni**a talkin' tough, yes, I can hear it in his tone (b*tch!) I slapped him with the chrome, then put a bullet in his dome (C'mere!) My all white Air Force 1s gotta be fresh or I can't rock 'em (I can't rock 'em) If he step on these, I might just fu*k around and sock him (b*tch!) Dangle that boy over a ledge and then I drop him (Bye!) Shoot a bullet straight to his head, I solved the problem (Boom, boom!) Not going back and forth on the 'Gram, I had to block him (No) Rather catch him lackin' in public and then pop him (C'mere!) Caught him on the elevator, had to 2Pac him I'ma pull a Biggie Smalls, ni**a, don't know who shot him If I shoot and I miss, I bet one of my guys got him And I'ma let him keep his sh*t 'cause I'm rich, I ain't gotta rob him [Chorus] Where the bricks, where the blow? Was serving double O, slither gang, let 'em know R.I.P. Philip, my right hand ni**a but he gone (Yeah) Now I gotta smoke these pussy ni**as on my own (I gotta smoke 'em on my own) These ni**as actin' tough but turn pussy over a ho (b*tch) Boy, I would never go, I dick that ho, then make her go (C'mere!) b*tch, while I call your Uber, go wait over by the door (Body!) And b*tch, I got your phone, wait 'til you leave to turn it on (Aw-yeah) Where the bricks, where the blow? Was serving double O, slither gang, let 'em know R.I.P. Philip, my right hand ni**a but he gone (Yeah) Now I gotta smoke these pussy ni**as on my own (I gotta smoke 'em on my own) These ni**as actin' tough but turn pussy over a ho (b*tch) Boy, I would never go, I dick that ho, then make her go (C'mere!) b*tch, while I call your Uber, go wait over by the door (Body!) And b*tch, I got your phone, wait 'til you leave to turn it on (Aw-yeah)