No Problem lyrics

[Chorus]
Like let me get him
Need no n*gga for no paper
Can you holla?
n*gga, I don't need yo problems, nah, f*ck that
You prolly got a b*tch, come wit' a kid
Come wit' a ring, come wit' a crib
And I ain’t got no time to chill wit no pus*y
Like let me get him
Need no n*gga for no paper
Can you holla?
n*gga, I don’t need yo problems, nah, f*ck that
You prolly got a b*tch, come wit' a kid
Come wit' a ring, come wit' a crib
And I ain't got no time to chill wit' no pus*y

[Verse 1]
I can't be f*ckin wit' no n*ggas
That be f*ckin wit' no b*tch
'Cause my pus*y way too good to let you put it in yo mix
Wit' yo messy ass BM
In my DM
Steady reaching b*tch, you tweakin'
Goin' live end that sh*t
b*tch, go inside
Call yo n*gga, set him straight
b*tch, you can't put me in my place
You ain't even on my level
This like dancin' wit' the devil
He ain't tell me sh*t about you ole stupid ass (Stupid ass)
I see you lurking on fake pages ole groupie ass (Ole groupie ass)
Please don't make me hurt yo feelings
Don't come at me as a woman
b*tch, don’t put me in yo business
Give no f*ck about yo children
Split that pus*y n*gga lip
Kick him out hoe, make a move
Cause b*tch I ain't for playing games
But I ain't never played to lose
[Chorus]
Like let me get him
Need no n*gga for no paper
Can you holla?
n*gga, I don't need yo problems, nah, f*ck that
You prolly got a b*tch, come wit' a kid
Come wit' a ring, come wit' a crib
And I ain't got no time to chill wit' no pus*y
Like let me get him
Need no n*gga for no paper
Can you holla?
n*gga, I don’t need yo problems, nah, f*ck that
You prolly got a b*tch, come wit' a kid
Come wit' a ring, come wit' a crib
And I ain't got no time to chill wit' no pus*y

[Verse 2]
Aye picture this
We outta town
We took a trip 'cause we was bored
We on the phone late night
He tryna tell me he in love
b*tch, he tryna meet my momma
I done let him 'round lil' Aiden
pus*y n*gga met my daddy
He want me to have his baby, nah, f*ck that
Swear he ain't got no b*tch
But she all on Facebook
She posting pictures wit' his jits
And I just blocked his number
He keep callin' back to back
Hoe, I just did you a favor
How you actin' like you mad, dizzy b*tch
I shoulda just been petty
Picked up like we busy, b*tch
Goddamn, you aggravating
Leave me alone
I sent his dog ass home
And you love his dog ass
She like this where he belong
b*tch, you dumber than I thought (Than I thought)
[Chorus]
Like let me get him
Need no n*gga for no paper
Can you holla?
n*gga, I don't need yo problems, nah, f*ck that
You prolly got a b*tch, come wit' a kid
Come wit' a ring, come wit' a crib
And I ain't got no time to chill wit' no pus*y
Like let me get him
Need no n*gga for no paper
Can you holla?
n*gga, I don’t need yo problems, nah, f*ck that
You prolly got a b*tch, come wit' a kid
Come wit' a ring, come wit' a crib
And I ain't got no time to chill wit' no pus*y