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letra de no problem - young thug

[chorus]
i been ballin’ so long, but i don’t want no problems
keep that fn in reach, but i don’t want no problems
hundred thousand worth of crosses, i don’t want no problems
i know every lock on slauson, but i don’t want no problems
pullin up on ysl, these young n-gg-s got problems
they can’t beat me with that wooly, they gon’ swear it’s a problem
i’ma slide down your hood when you and your girl havin’ problems
og bag ‘pose to be in, what the world is the problem?

[verse 1]
i’ma wrap my money it look like oprah winfrey
i’ma sell one of my mansions, everything new but the kitchen
ain’t no cypher nor no wrestler, but a rappin’ invention
and i’m master selling them p’s, now my money no limit
i got my bread up, no, shut up, don’t let up
no police, i’m fed up, they cannot forget us
i got your schedule, i f-ck up your schedule
i shoot at your head, your dreads, they dye us
these b-tches just know it’s too hard to get by us
i’m not advertisin’ but boy you can try us
i sang to your b-tch and she call me mariah
i see and read everything ’round me but bibles
bugatti i swear, i’m not gonna hurt anybody, i swear
i’m not gonna tell anybody
just take this molly and stand right beside me
i’m with peewee longway
you know every day a long day
you know i’m not kanye, but i been rockin’ since the first day

[verse 2]
pull up in that new coupe then drop the roof (woo)
take your boo and then attend to her like a boo
she love my dirty drawers even though i’m a crew
i love her even though i know lil’ mama’s swoo
cop a rollie then i kawasaki ride a bike (b-tch)
keep a pint, i’ma throw you my bro he white, he white
you not on my level, cause i, i done got my straddles up
woke up with a nice, bad b-tch inside my bed like f-ck
aye, i’ma trip across and stick ’em up
don’t play

- young thug

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