Fuckin' Problems
A$AP Rocky Lyrics


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I love bad bitches that's my fuckin' problem (problem)
And yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin' problem (true)
I love bad bitches that's my fuckin' problem (problem)
And yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin' problem (true)
I love bad bitches that's my fuckin' problem (problem)
And yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin' problem (true)
If findin' somebody real is your fuckin' problem (yeah)
Bring your girls to the crib, maybe we can solve it, ay

Hold up, bitches simmer down (uh)
Takin' hella long, bitch, give it to me now (uh)
Make that thing pop like a semi or a nine
Ooh, baby like it raw with a shimmy shimmy ya, huh?
A$AP (yeah), get like me (uh)
Never met a motherfucker fresh like me (yeah)
All these motherfuckers wanna dress like me (uh)
But the chrome to your dome make you sweat like Keith
'Cause I'm the nigga, the nigga, nigga, like how you figure?
Getting figures and fuckin' bitches
She rollin' Swishers, brought her bitches
I brought my niggas, they getting bent up off the liquor
She love my licorice, I let her lick it
They say money make a nigga act nigga-ish
But at least a nigga nigga-rich
I be fuckin' broads like I be fuckin' bored
Turn a dyke bitch out, have her fuckin' boys, beast

I love bad bitches that's my fuckin' problem (problem)
And yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin' problem (true)
I love bad bitches that's my fuckin' problem (problem)
And yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin' problem (true)
I love bad bitches that's my fuckin' problem (problem)
And yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin' problem (true)
If findin' somebody real is your fuckin' problem
Bring your girls to the crib maybe we can solve it, ay

Ooh, I know you love it when this beat is on
Make you think about all of the niggas you've been leading on
Make me think about all of the rappers I've been feeding on
Got a feeling that's the same dudes that we speakin' on, oh word?
Ain't heard my album? Who you sleepin' on?
You should print the lyrics out and have a fucking read-along
Ain't a fucking sing-along 'less you brought the weed along
Then ju' (okay, I got it) then just drop down and get your eagle on
Or we can stare up at the stars and put The Beatles on
All that shit you talkin' 'bout is not up for discussion
I will pay to make it bigger I don't pay for no reduction
If it's comin' from a nigga I don't know, then I don't trust it
If you comin' for my head, then mothafucka' get to bustin'
Yes Lord, I don't really say this often
But this long dick nigga ain't for the long talkin', I beast

I love bad bitches that's my fuckin' problem (problem)
And yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin' problem (true)
I love bad bitches that's my fuckin' problem (problem)
And yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin' problem (true)
I love bad bitches that's my fuckin' problem (problem)
And yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin' problem (true)
If findin' somebody real is your fuckin' problem
Bring your girls to the crib maybe we can solve it

Uh, yeah, hoe, this the finale
My pep talk turn into a pep rally
Say she's from the hood but she live inside in the Valley now
Vacay'd in Atlanta, then she going back to Cali, mmm
Got your girl on my line, world on my line
The irony I fuck 'em at the same damn time
She eyein' me like a nigga don't exist
Girl, I know you want this dick
Girl, I'm Kendrick Lamar, mmm
A.K.A. Benz is to me is just a car, mmm
That mean your friends need to be up to par
See my standards are pampered by threesomes tomorrow, mmm
Kill 'em all, dead bodies in the hallway
Don't get involved, listen what the crystal ball say
Halle Berry, hallelujah
Holla back I'll do ya, beast

I love bad bitches that's my fuckin' problem (problem)
And yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin' problem (true)
I love bad bitches that's my fuckin' problem (problem)
And yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin' problem (true)
I love bad bitches that's my fuckin' problem (problem)
And yeah, I like to fuck, I got a fuckin' problem (true)




If findin' somebody real is your fuckin' problem
Bring your girls to the crib maybe we can solve it, ay

Overall Meaning

The song "Fuckin' Problems" by A$AP Rocky, featuring Kendrick Lamar, Drake, and 2 Chainz, is a song about their love for bad bitches and their sexual desires. The chorus repeatedly states that their love for bad bitches is their fucking problem, and they love to have sex. The verses by the artists express their experiences with various women, detailing their desires and encounters.


The lyrics are quite explicit and objectify women. The song has been criticized for its misogynistic lyrics that reduce women to mere objects of sexual gratification. However, the song's popularity and catchy beat have made it a favorite among fans of hip hop.


One interesting aspect of the song is the collaboration with four popular artists. A$AP Rocky, Kendrick Lamar, Drake, and 2 Chainz are all successful in their own right, and their joint effort created a hit song. Another interesting fact is that A$AP Rocky originally wanted Rihanna to feature on the song, but she declined.


Line by Line Meaning

I love bad bitches, that's my fucking problem
I have an addiction to attractive women, which causes me problems in my life


And yeah I like to fuck, I got a fucking problem
I have an addiction to sex, which causes me problems in my life


If finding somebody real is your fucking problem
If you are having trouble finding a genuine person to be with


Bring ya girls to the crib maybe we can solve it
Perhaps we can solve that problem by hanging out with my friends and having a good time


Hold up bitches simmer down
Ladies need to calm down and relax


Takin' hella long bitch give it to me now
Don't take too much time, give it to me quickly


Make that thing pop like a semi or a nine
Make her body move in a sexual way


Oh baby like it raw with a shimmy shimmy ya
I like a raw, uninhibited sexual experience


Huh, ASAP get like me
I'm one-of-a-kind and unique


Never met a motherfucker fresh like me
I'm the freshest person you'll ever meet


All these motherfuckers wanna dress like me
People try to emulate my style and fashion sense


Put the chrome to your dome make you sweat like Keith
I will intimidate and frighten my enemies with my power


Cause I'm the nigga, the nigga nigga, like how you figure?
I am the most important person in this game


Getting figures and fucking bitches, she rollin' swishers
I am making money and having sex with multiple women


Brought her bitches, I brought my niggas, they getting bent up off the liquor
I brought my friends and they're getting drunk with her friends


She love my licorice, I let her lick it
She likes my penis, so I let her pleasure me orally


They say money make a nigga act nigga-rish
People say that having money makes you behave recklessly


But at least a nigga nigga rich
But at least I am now rich


I be fuckin' broads like I be fuckin' bored
I have sex with women because I am bored and have nothing better to do


Turn a dyke bitch out have her fuckin' boys, beast
I can even have a lesbian woman start having sex with men, because of my sexual prowess


I know you love it when this beat is on
I know you enjoy the music I make


Make you think about all of the niggas you've been leading on
You might reflect on all the men you have led on


Make me think about all of the rappers I've been feeding on
I might reflect on all the rappers whose styles I have borrowed


Got a feeling that's the same dudes that we speakin' on, oh word?
I have a suspicion that we might both be referring to the same people


Ain't heard my album? Who you sleepin' on?
If you haven't heard my music yet, who have you been paying attention to?


You should print the lyrics out and have a fucking read-along
You should analyze my lyrics and understand what I am saying


Ain't a fucking sing-along unless you brought the weed along
This isn't just some casual sing-along; you need to be high to fully appreciate it


Then just drop down and get yo' eagle on
Then let's dance and get crazy


Or we can stare up at the stars and put the Beatles on
Or we can chill and listen to some classic music


All that shit you talkin' bout is not up for discussion
I'm not interested in hearing your opinions or arguments


I will pay to make it bigger, I don't pay for no reduction
I am willing to pay to enhance things, but not to reduce or diminish them


If it's comin' from a nigga I don't know, then I don't trust it
If a stranger is telling me something, I am sceptical about whether or not it is true


If you comin' for my head, then motherfucker get to bustin'
If you are trying to hurt me, then bring it on, let's fight


Yes Lord, I don't really say this often
I don't say this often, but...


But this long dick nigga ain't for the long talking, I beast
Let's cut the small talk and get straight to action, I am a beast


Yeah hoe this the finale
This is the end of the song


My pep talk turn into a pep rally
My words of encouragement turned into a full-blown party


Say she's from the hood but she live inside the valley now
She claims to come from the hood, but now lives in an affluent area


Vacate in Atlanta, then she going back to Cali
She's taking a vacation in Atlanta, but will soon return to California


Got your girl on my line, world on my line
I have your girl and the whole world looking at me


The irony I fuck 'em at the same damn time
It's ironic that I have multiple women in my life, and that I have sex with all of them at the same time


She eyeing me like a nigga don't exist
She's looking at me like she doesn't see me as a person


Girl, I know you want this dick
Girl, I know you're sexually attracted to me


Girl, I'm Kendrick Lamar
I'm Kendrick Lamar, a famous rapper


Aka Benz is to me just a car
My car (a Benz) is just a material possession, it doesn't define me


That mean your friends need to be up to a par
That means your friends should be just as successful as I am


See my standards are pampered by threesomes tomorrow
My expectations for sexual experiences are very high, and I expect to have multiple threesomes in the near future


Kill 'em all dead bodies in the hallway
I will destroy all of my competition and leave them as dead bodies lying in the hallway


Don't get involved listen what the crystal ball say
Don't interfere, just listen to what fate has in store for us


Halle Berry, hallelujah
Halle Berry is so beautiful that it inspires religious praise


Holla back I'll do ya, beast
If you call me back, I will have sex with you and be an animal in bed




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Aubrey Drake Graham, Kendrick Lamar, Noah James Shebib, Rakim Mayers, Stephen Garrett, Tauheed Epps

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@christianperez7846

Basically waited to hear Kendrick say "I'm Kendrick Lamar"
Worth it.

@raw_projects5514

killed all the new rappers with that line.

@lindamanqele5869

👑

@vedantesports8940

my mennn

@Sean-xg4hf

Or "scheming" in alright😆

@BazookaGamingGirl

@Sean
Of course 😂
“sCHEMing”

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@gontsemoeti6910

You'll never see a collabo like this again

@zephaniaashira1352

@titanaup lol couldnt help but notice the old no beard dreezy

@ajiumaraji7436

This is the first time I’m listening to this bangger

@andres-_-6195

@@ajiumaraji7436 how wtf

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