No Problems lyrics

[Verse 1]
Somebody call a chico, tell 'em I said thank you for the budget
I'm in the studio like f*ck it, tell these other rappers, "Suck it!"
Cause I don't want no features, I turn my fans religious
When they hear me, they like Jesus, touch my forehead
Touch my chest, touch my shoulders left to right
Put my headphones on my ears while they plugging in my mic
Shut the door to the booth, it's just me and you
And I [?] to tell them the whole f*cking truth
I'm on my motherf*cking grind, you don't like it
You can slish your wrist, jump off thе bridge
You ain't finding no one sick as this
Big di*k, sick di*k, call me, "Sip for this"
You thirsty for thе lime light, get a cup, p*ss and sit
I got a cervical appeal, I'm getting rich, b*tch
And I stand on my own, I never sit, b*tch
You should quit, b*tch; this ain't it, b*tch
Time to find yo ass a job off Rick, b*tch

[Hook]
Tell 'em I don't want no problems
And I don't think they wanna leave
Tell 'em I don't want no problems
And I don't think they wanna leave cause

[Verse 2]
I'm feeling like S going, he was coming out with Ether
Can't wait 'til someone diss me, I ain't taking that sh*t either
But I ain't trying to rap back, nor clap back
I come and f*ck your b*tch, leave her there, that's that
I leave her strung out with her tongue out, then I run out
You f*ck her in the future, but her c*m just never come out
Just know I'm going in every day that you see the sun out
And when I hit that studio, it's like I pull the gun out
Hits motherf*cker, tell your A&R, "I need a grip, motherf*cker"
At least, the f*cking milli, I ain't even being silly
Cause who's the competition l mean like, "OK, oh, really"
Anyway, whatever, I am so much f*cking better
Now back to f*cking b*tches, I get back at you however
[Hook]
Tell 'em I don't want no problems
And I don't think they wanna leave
Tell 'em I don't want no problems
And I don't think they wanna leave