No Problem Lyrics

You don't want a problem

Bitch I'm getting dollars

How my brothers turn to bitches like Juwanna

On my momma

I just stepped out the house in some f- what you call 'em

Beat the pussy up, mortal kombat, peep this combo

Now I'm back in the whip, high like a G6

Damn, you don't got no cheese, why'd you cuff a cheap bitch

Been up all night, I wasn't tired

Never getting sleep, shit

I'm just playing with yo mind

Be floating in some deep shit

I don't trust nobody else, I only trust myself

I don't do repairs but that tool under my belt

I can't even stress, smokin' pressure, head finna melt

Bad bitches in the club, hella tens ay

Bitch, bring her fine friends in the benz ay

Post up at a beach house, San Clemente

Fuck an essay, I'm writing down my thoughts about that crusade

Bitch made probably doin' what his bitch say

I just made two thousand, it's a good day

Bitch know I'm a dog, big dog, might be a great dane

Only be one call when everything fucking fall down

I don't give a fuck that chopper clap if you talk down

I keep hundred dollar bills in my pockets when I walk down

Tryna feel the breeze in the air I drop the top down

Yeah, bitch I drop the top down

Smokin' on some gas cause it really help me calm down

Whippin' in a benz, kinda feeling like the boss now

Getting to these bands, don't care bout what that shit cost now

Ima bag chaser

I ain't no fuckin' rapper

Ima businessman

Bitch know I got status

Foreign whips in the cut, this shit ain't automatic

I ain't fuckin' with these bitches cause they too dramatic

She don't tell me what she want, she know I'll let her have it

And when she have it she don't got no words to be dramatic

I'm back at it like a mo'fuckin crack addict

Don't get mad at me, tryna get rid of my bad habits

I'm well managed, momma told me I'm real charismatic

Told her "ain't you glad I cut you off?" It'd be a disaster

Dark times got me thinkin' bout my situation

Gotta focus on the trip, worry less bout the destination

I don't know if what I'm seeing is real, I might be hallucinating

Fuck it, I'ma roll the dice, I trust my speculation

Place all your bets on me, I won't disappoint

And I'm riding with a fuckin' chopper not no hi-point

I'm just steady getting to this bread, finna roll a joint

Laid back, bitch fell in love with my energy

No take backs, if you talkin' shit then you my enemy

Sneak dissin', do any of that you ain't no friend to me

Quit playin', I'd rather chase bands than chase memories

I moved on from it, didn't forget the shit you said to me

New bottle, pop the top off I feel like Kennedy

Said she like the way I make sounds in it just like a symphony

Bro you better keep yo bitch by yo side, she be feelin' me

Sayin' I ain't got no bands, is you kidding me

Brodie fanned out like why he tryna take a pic with me

Grown ass man, I'll put dick in yo bitch kidney

Euphoric, I need be a white bitch like Sydney

Go crazy, I need me a bad bitch like Kimmy

Hey, I don't really need it but I kinda want it

I just need the bread and the tree, I'll be all good

Spark another blunt, and Ima face it till it's all gone

Load another beat and Ima spaz until it's all done

Plug Reexe so fly like a jet, he the top gun

I been getting jiggy, bitches thinkin' that I'm on some

It ain't nun' for me to get on yo head if you want some

It ain't nun' for me to pull it out if you want pop some

I got future millions in my vault but it's my fault that I ain't drop none

I been taking all my time, It ain't no rush

Ease up 'round the corner, it ain't no rush