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Winnie the Pooh

by Mother Fortune

on Winnie the Pooh (2020)

[Intro]
Ah shit. I might have a cold. Aye. Fuck it!

[Verse 1]
Who it is but your mama's favorite boy
Traveling the planets like Lenard Nimoy
I deploy my words as I destroy stress
I light up square as I clean my mess
I stop just to not have a cardiac arrest (*cough*)
Where I'm going, who are you, who's asking?
Seeing so much red that I probably block traffic
And I'm layin' on the highway to hope somethin' happens 'cause-

[Chorus]
I got a lot of problems, but who gives a fuck? (Aye!)
I got a lot of problems, but who gives a fuck?
I got a lot of problems, but who gives a fuck?
I got a lot of problems, but who gives a fff-

[Verse 2]
Fuck do you mean?
I'm the American dream
Jump out the yak with a bottle of lean
I am so high that I can't feel a thing and
I'm working so hard just to get on the team
Sheesh!
Give me a second to think!
Who put this Molly all inside my drink?
So many questions, and not enough answers
I think all this thinking is giving me cancer
And I don't mean the zodiac hoe
My niggas don't call me anymore
I'm knocking straight on heavens door
Asking for a bottle of milk because my NSF fees aren't giving me shit
But all at the same time I know I'm the shit
So when it comes to my worries I'll drop all of it 'cause
Imma be gold up like Francis the pope
And I'll be draped up like I carry dope 'cause

[Chorus]
I got a lot of problems, but who gives a fuck? (Aye!)
I got a lot of problems, but who gives a fuck?
I got a lot of problems, but who gives a fuck?
I got a lot of problems, but who gives a fff-

[Verse 3]
Ugh, I stub my toe but it's all good
Or maybe it is not
My lady says I'm comin' in hot
It's 99 problems and my chic is one
So I got a hundred problems and a dick full of cum
And I can list out my grievances all right here
In an itemized list for all of y'all to hear
"Yo Shami, you need to chill and just drink pop
Just sit back and let this fucking beat drop (drop, drop)."