LYRICS: Solve The Problem - Don't Try This At Home(Prod. by 808x)

(Part 1)
[VERSE 1]
young picasso 
i feel like pablo
back on my god flow
diablo 
i'm switching time zones
americano
revenge sweet, like gelato
them story tellers got the convos but i don't follow
i'm only chasing after 0's need my money pronto
can't let out this antidote, let's kick it on a high note
they treat me like i struck the lotto
break the guy code 
take somebody's ride-or-die home and call her my hoe
like what a time
hit it till her cookie come alive 
jacket no. 9
black and white, like i'm colorblind 
block like summer time 
i got it hot
i don't break a sweat cos don't pay no mind
it's a lot
gang like jackson 5 i got family ties
24 karat gold 
shine on me like Jesus piece 
h2o below me, walk on water in these cdg's
they wonder why i go so hard, i can't go out like easy e
more like tbe
let my diamonds sing, alicia keys 
[HOOK]
in my zone yuh
don't try this at home yuh
with my woes yuh
don't try this at home yuh
she want shmoke yuh
she bad to the bone yuh
got my guap right fuck who did me wrong huh
in my zone yuh
don't try this at home yuh
with my woes yuh
don't try this at home yuh
she want shmoke yuh
she bad to the bone yuh
got my guap right fuck who did me wrong yuh
[VERSE 2]
why so and so like talkin' game when they not mvp?
I overheard em drop my name, protect my zenergy
i don't hang around no snakes, fuck a frenemy
cos i can't tolerate no fake nigga tendancies
malcolm X i gotta flex on em by any means 
crossed over but I kept the same energy
got no limits like im Master P on nzt
adhd had me on amphetamines
now I tell em call me last name papi first name painkiller
came back with a bounce but im still the same killer 
they do anything for clout, i figured it out 
studio the slaughterhouse smoke on ghost-face-killer
in my zone yuh
don't try this at home yuh
with my woes yuh
don't try this at home yuh
she want shmoke yuh
she bad to the bone yuh
got my guap right fuck who did me wrong huh
in my zone yuh
don't try this at home yuh
with my woes yuh
don't try this at home yuh
she want shmoke yuh
she bad to the bone yuh
got my guap right fuck who did me wrong yuh
(Part 2)
[VERSE 1]
friday 13th on the block and I brought out the zombies
killuminati, living like nothing can stop me
i met your girl by the lobby 
that shit bitch call me papi don't @ me come find me
carry the piece like Ghandi
that uzi beside me like peacebeyondme 
friday 13th on the block and I brought out the ghost
1738 on the rocks and i'm making a toast 
only time I sell out at the night show but I can't show up if it's not with the woe$
that's just how it goes
can't fuck with no popular hoes 
get god on the phone (prrr)
reality cheque, I'm swervin' outta control (skir skir)
one hand on the wheel
one hand on the tech'
nigga don't try this at home 
smoke just to balance the highs and the lows 
you fucked around and lost in the shmoke 
I'm Gucci like double G's all on my coat
nigga don't try this home
ay yuh

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