No Problems lyrics

[Verse 1]
She like my new talk
My new style, my new walk
This new whore
Open your mouth and I bruise jaws
Like ooh, oh, really like
Who her? I'm a true star
This b*tch broad got blue balls (What?)
Hard pressed cause I took off
I'm farm fresh from New York
It's like because these wannabes wanna be buzzed
Angels need Jesus, angles, features
Live show, PR, then maybe, baby, you could be us
That New York, that nuance, that new star
That, that, ah
212 to that blue blood (Yup)
Beautiful in my own hood (Yup)
Up the hill It's all good, up the bills
I been born too, you're from f*ckin' where? Who are you?
Bad queen is my pedigree, bad b*tch is my legacy
You mad b*tch, you average, a rap b*tch, I'm rackin'
Stackin', moneymakin' Manhattan, mama cakin' that cash in
You ask them or ask him, I get it in
Harlemite citizen
You sloppy dyke, you wanna lick a b*tch
You probably bite, I ain't about it, b*tch
You not my type, I need a hotter b*tch
From New York with it, born and bred to get it
A home grown widditch, I flip 'em and get that spinach
Ooh, y'all b*tches and greatin' em with that fiddith
Ooh, y'all b*tches they grievin' ya with that—
[Chorus]
No problems, no problems, y'all
Y'all want no problems
No problems, no problems
Y'all b*tches don't want no problems
No problems, no problems, y'all
Y'all want no problems
No problems, no problems
Y'all b*tches don't want no problems
No problems, no problems, y'all
Y'all want no problems
No problems, no problems
Y'all b*tches don't want no problems
No problems, no problems, y'all
Y'all want no problems
No problems, no problems
Y'all b*tches don't want no problems

[Verse 2]
What's workin' girls? I'm a boss b*tch
Got foreigners in my office (Ha)
I'm clearly on, you a off switch
This city charm, I'm gorgeous
Like really though, you a corn b*tch (Ah-ah)
Warm wish, movin' on
It's a warning, be honest
Your garments be garbage (Ha)
Top draft, she lack class
Poof Poof be gone b*tch
We own this, she came here
We own this, I claim here
It's my home pit, top pick
That chocolate, banks baby deposit
AB 'bout that profit not gossip
This, that, starstudded hollywood red carpet, better get back
All these b*tches wanna know how she get that
Don't ask for the price, let me get that
You a man with ya di*k back
You a sam with a slick back
You a ham in the pig shack
You was aim for the kit kat
Little bam hunned' grand is a champion chit-chat
Stylin' in something you see not in vogue (Ah)
Diamonds is shinin', they frigid, they froze (Huh)
Wildin', I'm stuntin', I'm spendin' that dough
And when I step in, them b*tches, they know
Them b*tches, they know
Diamonds is shinin', they frigid, they froze (Ah)
Wildin', I'm stuntin' I'm spendin' that dough
And when I step in, them b*tches, they know
And when I step in, them b*tches, they know
[Chorus]
No problems, no problems, y'all
Y'all want no problems
No problems, no problems
Y'all b*tches don't want no problems
No problems, no problems, y'all
Y'all want no problems
No problems, no problems
Y'all b*tches don't want no problems
No problems, no problems, y'all
Y'all want no problems
No problems, no problems
Y'all b*tches don't want no problems
No problems, no problems, y'all
Y'all want no problems
No problems, no problems
Y'all b*tches don't want no problems