Solved the Problem
Comethazine Lyrics

Where the bricks, where the bows?
Where are the drugs and weapons?

1-7-double-O, slither gang, bloody nose
Membership in my gang involves violence and bloodshed.

RIP Phillip, that's my right hand nigga but he gone, yeah
My close friend Phillip has died and I miss him.

Now I gotta smoke these pussy niggas on my own (now I gotta smoke 'em on my own)
I have to take revenge on these weak people by myself now that my friend is gone.

These niggas actin' tough but turn pussy over a hoe (bitch)
These people pretend to be tough, but become cowards over a woman.

Boy, I would never go, I dick that ho, then make her go (come here)
I won't let a woman boss me around, I use her for sex and then send her away.

Bitch, while I call your Uber, go wait over by the door (bye)
Leave my house and wait for your ride outside.

And bitch, check on your phone, wait 'til you leave to turn it on (oh yeah)
Don't look at your phone until you've left my house, I don't want you to know my location.

That nigga talkin' tough, yes, I can hear it in his tone (bitch)
I can tell that this person is acting tough just from the sound of his voice.

I slapped him with the chrome, then put a bullet in his dome (come here)
I hit him with my gun and then shot him in the head.

My all white Air Force 1's gotta be fresh or I can't rock 'em (I can't rock 'em)
My shoes must be clean and new or I won't wear them.

If he step on these, I might just fuck around and sock him (bitch)
If someone steps on my shoes, I might hit him.

Dangle that boy over a ledge and then I drop him (bye)
I threaten to hang someone over a ledge and then make him fall to his death.

Shoot a bullet straight through his head, I solved the problem (boom, boom)
I killed someone with a gunshot to the head and that ended my problem with them.

Not going back and forth on the 'Gram, I had to block him (No)
I won't argue with someone on Instagram, I simply block them.

Rather catch him lackin' in public and then pop him (come here)
I would rather ambush and shoot him in public.

Caught him on the elevator, had to 2Pac him (bitch)
I killed him in an elevator, like the rapper 2Pac was killed.

I'ma pull a Biggie Smalls, nigga don't know who shot him
I will kill someone like the rapper Biggie Smalls was killed, and the person won't know who did it.

If I shoot and I miss, I bet one of my guys got him
Even if I don't shoot and kill someone, one of my friends will probably finish the job.

And I'ma let him keep his shit 'cause I'm rich, I ain't gotta rob him
I won't steal from someone because I'm already rich and don't need to.

Where the bricks, where the bows?
Where are the drugs and weapons?