"It's No Problem" lyrics
Yeah, Harlem
40th boys stand the fuck up
Uh, yeah
Nigga, you better slow your roll up
Bullet holes go in your body, open and closed up
Bet he die, bet he do
I bet the gauge make his face splatter the walls, like American cherry pie
Max stay very high (Very), all sorts of cake (Yeah), walled off the place
Gats spray berry hives (Right)
Lot of mills spent to devour me (Yup)
Me and Nick Gash like Bird and Lowry (That's what we do)
You gettin' it cooked, we gettin' it powdery, gettin' it flowery, flippin' it hourly (Hourly)
Y'all niggas is child to me (Child)
Let's put an end to this, cocksucker quit clockin' my expenditures (Stop it)
I pull up, Mercedes Gray on the block, Thirty-Seven on the buggers, 80k on the watch (Yeah), Thirty-Seven for the cookers, 80k for the cops
Little nigga gettin' money, ladies stay on the cock (Stay on my dick)
Stop my shine, you'll get popped with nine (Yeah)
Shoot the club up, somebodies got to die (Nope)
I pop your spine, Christopher Reeve you, joystick mouth, wheelchairs and needles (Needles)
50 Cal recourse, stores you eat through (Eat through)
Corpse fresh food from mosquitos and beetles (Beetles)
Six figures a week, my fees is legal (Yeah)
Driveway, car fleet, V's and Regals bitch (Bitch)
Uh, you don't really want no problems
And you don't want the boy to solve 'em
Cross the bridge, then you fuckin' with the wolves in Harlem
Get it done, it's no problem
No, it's no problem
AR's and Mac's how you gon' dodge 'em? (How you gon' dodge 'em?)
Trucks like armor, how you gon' rob 'em? (How you gon' rob 'em)
We come through and turn your block to a heatwave
Blow a nigga outta his boots but his feet stay
Uh, I'm back with another rap classic (Yeah)
Gat plastic for you fuckin' rat bastards (Always)
I'm surprised that your cavalry lasted, hollow tips, bring Teflon and battery acid (Hold this, man)
I carry the streets, you carry the plastic
Get popped, praise the Lord, and bury the Pastor
Max B buck goes lavishly faster
Lead this league in funerals, I average three caskets (A week)
First whip was a E3
How you reppin' the jails (How?) when EP was only on a CD? (How?)
Fuck is your guns, fuck is your weed smoke?
Only time your ice drip is on the ski slopes (The only time)
I fuck with bitches that deepthroat, so when the Feds raid, they swallow all the D and the cheap coke (Hold this, bitch)
They cook up even, eight and the third up
You don't know what beast mode mean, then look up the meanin' (Look it up)
I got your baby moms cookin' and cleanin', scrubbin' the rugs and love seats lookin' for semen
Lookin' and leanin', told her I was hard to kill (Yeah), fuckin' dumb bitch started lookin' for Steven (He's over there)
Bullets cook your ribs, leave you lookin' for seasoning (Seasoning)
I'm lookin' to kill, you lookin' to Bezanin (Bezanin)
I'm lookin' to spill, you bookin' a breezining
First class trip, yeah booked it to Beliz and then
Uh, you don't really want no problems
And you don't want the boy to solve 'em
Cross the bridge, then you fuckin' with the wolves in Harlem
Get it done, it's no problem
No, it's no problem
AR's and Mac's how you gon' dodge 'em? (How you gon' dodge 'em?)
Trucks like armor, how you gon' rob 'em? (How you gon' rob 'em)
We come through and turn your block to a heatwave
Blow a nigga outta his boots but his feet stay
Yeah, fuck
Hold this man
My machine broke, from countin' too much cash (Cash)
Believe that, believe that
40th boys stand the fuck up
Uh, yeah
Nigga, you better slow your roll up
Bullet holes go in your body, open and closed up
Bet he die, bet he do
I bet the gauge make his face splatter the walls, like American cherry pie
Max stay very high (Very), all sorts of cake (Yeah), walled off the place
Gats spray berry hives (Right)
Lot of mills spent to devour me (Yup)
Me and Nick Gash like Bird and Lowry (That's what we do)
You gettin' it cooked, we gettin' it powdery, gettin' it flowery, flippin' it hourly (Hourly)
Y'all niggas is child to me (Child)
Let's put an end to this, cocksucker quit clockin' my expenditures (Stop it)
I pull up, Mercedes Gray on the block, Thirty-Seven on the buggers, 80k on the watch (Yeah), Thirty-Seven for the cookers, 80k for the cops
Little nigga gettin' money, ladies stay on the cock (Stay on my dick)
Stop my shine, you'll get popped with nine (Yeah)
Shoot the club up, somebodies got to die (Nope)
I pop your spine, Christopher Reeve you, joystick mouth, wheelchairs and needles (Needles)
50 Cal recourse, stores you eat through (Eat through)
Corpse fresh food from mosquitos and beetles (Beetles)
Six figures a week, my fees is legal (Yeah)
Driveway, car fleet, V's and Regals bitch (Bitch)
Uh, you don't really want no problems
And you don't want the boy to solve 'em
Cross the bridge, then you fuckin' with the wolves in Harlem
Get it done, it's no problem
No, it's no problem
AR's and Mac's how you gon' dodge 'em? (How you gon' dodge 'em?)
Trucks like armor, how you gon' rob 'em? (How you gon' rob 'em)
We come through and turn your block to a heatwave
Blow a nigga outta his boots but his feet stay
Uh, I'm back with another rap classic (Yeah)
Gat plastic for you fuckin' rat bastards (Always)
I'm surprised that your cavalry lasted, hollow tips, bring Teflon and battery acid (Hold this, man)
I carry the streets, you carry the plastic
Get popped, praise the Lord, and bury the Pastor
Max B buck goes lavishly faster
Lead this league in funerals, I average three caskets (A week)
First whip was a E3
How you reppin' the jails (How?) when EP was only on a CD? (How?)
Fuck is your guns, fuck is your weed smoke?
Only time your ice drip is on the ski slopes (The only time)
I fuck with bitches that deepthroat, so when the Feds raid, they swallow all the D and the cheap coke (Hold this, bitch)
They cook up even, eight and the third up
You don't know what beast mode mean, then look up the meanin' (Look it up)
I got your baby moms cookin' and cleanin', scrubbin' the rugs and love seats lookin' for semen
Lookin' and leanin', told her I was hard to kill (Yeah), fuckin' dumb bitch started lookin' for Steven (He's over there)
Bullets cook your ribs, leave you lookin' for seasoning (Seasoning)
I'm lookin' to kill, you lookin' to Bezanin (Bezanin)
I'm lookin' to spill, you bookin' a breezining
First class trip, yeah booked it to Beliz and then
Uh, you don't really want no problems
And you don't want the boy to solve 'em
Cross the bridge, then you fuckin' with the wolves in Harlem
Get it done, it's no problem
No, it's no problem
AR's and Mac's how you gon' dodge 'em? (How you gon' dodge 'em?)
Trucks like armor, how you gon' rob 'em? (How you gon' rob 'em)
We come through and turn your block to a heatwave
Blow a nigga outta his boots but his feet stay
Yeah, fuck
Hold this man
My machine broke, from countin' too much cash (Cash)
Believe that, believe that
