Want No Issues (feat. JBThree & iscrap)

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Extra clip for me and bro We just ridin' around 4 deep
We lighting shit up, want some smoke Extensions on each one of us
We wanna reason, use this pole And all our fits cost a corvette
Expensive shooters, all we know And pretty soon we gon' be deep inside a Bentayga
Say she finna go get her big brother He don't want no problems
Put a switch on, back that glock We just turned this into a choppa
Pocket stuffed with bankrolls How much you said? Shi It's a lotta
Bonita, mami, keep on starin' On the date, I get her enchiladas
Wanna put her up in that McLaren Ralph Lauren, gotta fix my collar
I don't know why they playin' Like, lil' tay really ain't that lil' nigga
They gonna find out soon, cause in some years I'ma have like eight figures
I can't f*ck with that lil' ho, she bouncin' off the fuckin' jiggas
She should be bouncin' on my dick, she bouncin' up and down like Tigger
Please don't tell me that you want that static, you don't want no issues
Call up Tay, he rearrange his face That chopstick, leave him lifted
They keep sayin', JB3 got a gift Lil' nigga, this ain't no Christmas
But I just sit back and I listen I'ma keep talkin' my shit until I got some millions
And niggas out here be civilians He runnin' his mouth till we fix this shit up like a dentist
Can't come around, you be pretendin' You gon' get exposed, it's only a matter of minutes
Lil' nigga, we come from the trenches They say you got no one to fold, but we ain't in the business
Get his lo, now we tryna bend it You know he gon' flow when we blow
Turn his ass to a victim And please don't try to beef bout hoe
You mad about that lil' bitty bitch and we already hit it
You know that we ain't got a limit Stumpin' the gas to the max, tryna blow out the engine
She say, you got a big head, boy, you only worried about yourself
I say, that's not the only thing I'm focused on, my wealth
They thought that he was skippin' class, that chop fucked up his health
I do this shit all on my own, bitch, I don't need no help
He chasin' roads, he want the golds, say, f*ck the medal, he not phelps
Ski mask on, don't do Elon, I keep that Mitchell on my belt
He say, please don't watch his back, cause that lil' nigga got his self
His bros be on his side, he know they gon' help him prevail
She smell that Dior up on my body, she like, what's that smell
Gettin' it one way or another, made a promise, that I won't fail
You gon' see me really down if your bro don't start to sell
And nigga, if you broke, I suggest you go cop a scale
It's a cold world, get it how you get it or how you earn it
I'm a young nigga steady goin' up a steady learnin
3.5 in this wood, all exotic gases, steady burnin
And it's rare for pretendin' this a year, look how I'm turnin
WTF, Bitch, look how I did it
Blue hundreds drippin' out my jeans, boy, you would think I'm crippin
I'm takin' risks and shootin' all the shots and I don't plan on missin
I keep the smithin' on my waist, cause you would never catch me slippin
Bitch, I'm just now startin' just the beginnin
Don't try clickin' with the gang, will you see me and my team winnin'
Yeah, of course I keep my distance, don't want my name to be mentioned
Stay away from all the goofies, I ain't tryna catch no sentence
I ain't tryna catch no sentence, nigga
No, I ain't no killer, but if you push me, quick to finish, nigga
My glock like Magic Johnson, this disease could straight, get rid of niggas
You bitch up on the net, bout how you feel, boy
F*ck your feelings, nigga, f*ck em
Yeah, I ain't tryna catch no sentence
I ain't tryna have to off nobody or leave, nobody missin
Yeah, I ain't tryna catch no sentience
I ain't tryna have to off nobody or leave, nobody missin

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