lirik lagu no problems – gucci mane
[produced by honorable c.n.o.t.e.]
[hook: rich homie quan]
shooter holding my pistol as i switch lanes in that audi
tennis shoes my choices ain’t shit changed but my bottom
ain’t shit lame ’bout my partners
your b-tch came to my house to get f-cked by my roster
my team homie, peewee put me on it, yeah
these niggas don’t want no problems, yeah
i can see it in their eyes, the feeling’s in my heart
got me thinkin’ through my mind
and i can’t hide the feeling inside
i don’t know how i feel like this but shit just got real like this
[verse 1: peewee longway]
rich homie, this feeling, man it on vibe
and can’t no suckers get in my ride
so i slowly let them forgis glide
now let that marinate while your b-tch get in my ride
she can’t believe her eyes, the ghost came suicide
i’m trapping in guisseppe, gotta make a play, bae let’s ride
in traffic with goons behind me, my dawgs gon’ spray them chromes
and if you got a problem, my god i’m ‘fraid i’m drunk
rich homie where they do, it’s your boy longway
i count a lot of cash, my homies hold aks
and if you try to p-ss, make sure you saying grace
my homies at your -ss, aiming at your face
[hook: rich homie quan]
i say my shooter holding my pistol as i switch lanes in that audi
tennis shoes my choices ain’t shit changed but my bottom
ain’t shit lame bout my partners
your b-tch came to my house to get f-cked by my roster
my team homie, peewee put me on it, yeah
these niggas don’t want no problems, yeah
i can see it in their eyes, the feeling’s in my heart
got me thinkin’ through my mind
and i can’t hide the feeling inside
i don’t know how i feel like this but shit just got real like this
[verse 2: gucci mane]
yeah i don’t put sixes on her, she should put fours on
i told her wear it just so i could f-ck her with her clothes on
50 b-tches hit my line in jail on my cellphone
[?]
niggas say he got the sticky icky purp velcro
say he got a truck load, tell me what i don’t know
niggas that i run with will rob wells fargo
got a clip and a gun in every pocket of my cargo
half a million dollar worth of bales in my condo
frisco, oreo, nigga not nabisco
i’m in molly world, i done hurled on my girl and my shell toes
snuck up in the club with a pint and a elbow
[hook: rich homie quan]
i say my shooter holding my pistol as i switch lanes in that audi
tennis shoes my choices ain’t shit changed but my bottom
ain’t shit lame bout my partners
your b-tch came to my house to get f-cked by my roster
my team homie, peewee put me on it, yeah
these niggas don’t want no problems, yeah
i can see it in their eyes, the feelings [?] through my mind
and i can’t hide the feeling inside
i don’t know how i feel like this but shit just got real like this
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