Ain’t No Problems lyrics

[Intro]
Thug, what it do?
Waka, what it do?
Sabo, what it do?
692 here
Bluff
Young Dade, BTE Nation

[Chorus: Young Thug & Waka Flocka Flame]
First we walk in and turn up
All these b*tches know they gotta earn us
If he play with fire, he gonn' burn up
Cervix all white like Sherman
I talked her your ho, but there's nothing she can do
She never ever gonna learn us
I cop me a chopper, I paint this b*tch white and I told him
Lets get it like Tony Montana
Ain't no motherf*cking problem, we got money over here
Ain't no motherf*cking hating, we got money over here
Ain't no motherf*cking hating, we got money over here
Ain't no motherf*cking problem, we got money over here

[Verse 1: Waka Flocka Flame]
On the East Side with Decatur ice (You know)
On the West side with my partner hide (West side)
I'm on Onnat with my uncle Troup (Troup)
I smoke big gas, n*gga, like my uncle Snoop (Flame up)
Pop a percocet I bet that pus*y get wet (Ayy)
Betta grab yo b*tch befo' I intercept (You know)
If that head good, she could get a check (Flocka)
That boy always been a pus*y, never been a threat (Bow)
Big diamond Rolex, big Cuban link (Flex)
She gon' Let me hit that pus*y just to smoke and drink (Hahaha)
This how money look, ho, this how money look (You know)
This how money look, ho, this how money look
[Chorus: Young Thug & Waka Flocka Flame]
First we walk in and turn up
All these b*tches know they gotta earn us
If he play with fire, he gonn' burn up
Cervix all white like Sherman
I talked her your ho, but there's nothing she can do
She never ever gonna learn us
I cop me a chopper, I paint this b*tch white and I told him
Lets get it like Tony Montana
Ain't no motherf*cking problem, we got money over here
Ain't no motherf*cking hating, we got money over here
Ain't no motherf*cking hating, we got money over here
Ain't no motherf*cking problem, we got money over here

[Verse 2: Judo]
Everything red, they calling my city Bloodlanta, Bloodlanta
Hundred round in the choppa my n*gga get ready for ana
If afraid of the blood then you cannot stand up
Tryin' to stand on my n*gga, I got empty bullet to land on
I'm a gangster like DeNiro, hustler like Nino
Boss like vedo, call me on ES-Miho
NFL money you can call me Richard Seymour
When the birds go for twittlin', I keep that on the D-Low
Chico told me get 'em, Dave know I got 'em
20 thou on Louie, 20 thou on Prada
20 thou on Gucci, 50 thousand on Versace
Corvette, judo, motherf*cker, I'm a rider
[Chorus: Young Thug & Waka Flocka Flame]
First we walk in and turn up
All these b*tches know they gotta earn us
If he play with fire, he gonn' burn up
Cervix all white like Sherman
I talked her your ho, but there's nothing she can do
She never ever gonna learn us
I cop me a chopper, I paint this b*tch white and I told him
Lets get it like Tony Montana
Ain't no motherf*cking problem, we got money over here
Ain't no motherf*cking hating, we got money over here
Ain't no motherf*cking hating, we got money over here
Ain't no motherf*cking problem, we got money over here

[Interlude: Waka Flocka Flame]
I'm on the south side, motherf*cker
I'm on the south side, motherf*cker
Riverdale! We in this motherf*cker
Riverdale! We in this motherf*cker
Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, hey
Bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, bow, squad
Flackaveli 2 on the way, pus*y n*gga
2014, I'm back, what we doin'

[Chorus: Young Thug & Waka Flocka Flame]
First we walk in and turn up
All these b*tches know they gotta earn us
If he play with fire, he gonn' burn up
Cervix all white like Sherman
I talked her your ho, but there's nothing she can do
She never ever gonna learn us
I f*ck me a chopper I paint this b*tch white and I told him
Lets get it like Tony Montana
Ain't no motherf*cking problem, we got money over here
Ain't no motherf*cking hating, we got money over here
Ain't no motherf*cking hating, we got money over here
Ain't no motherf*cking problem, we got money over here