B.o.B, London Jae - No Problems lyrics
[B.o.B, London Jae - No Problems lyrics]
Yeah I’m from the city swear
It’s loud as hell
Niggas always talking tell em I don’t care
Balling so damn hard I tore my ACL
It’s way too many bitches I
Done smashed in here
Yeah I’m from the city swear
It’s loud as hell
Niggas keep on talking tell em I don’t care
Ballin’ so damn hard I tore my ACL
Got all my niggas with me
Ain’t no problems here
London wild, he a city nigga
Plenty paper, like a nigga
Keep slime with me, he gon’ hit a nigga
Got lil cuz with me that’s a trigga nigga
I’m on boulevard, popping good flavor
Hit Cleveland, Bankhead
I’m in Decatur with Bobby nigga
Try my nigga, ima body niggas
Keep it 1 million, I’m solid nigga
Chain hanging like a chandelier
Bitches round a nigga drinkin liquor
Got a panoramic on a panomera
Leave a nigga in the cemetery
Piss and shit on your obituary
Call it February, boy I’m military
Magic got em pretty city bitches
Finally got a ratchet pretty bitch
Pretty pussy, plenty ass n titties
Roll it up and ima mash it with them
Saturday I’m up at mansion
Hanging with the savages
And I know the city like mine
With them bad bitches like mine
Try and it’ll take a whole lifetime
To shine like I shine
Yeah I’m from the city swear
It’s loud as hell
Niggas always talking tell em I don’t care
Ballin’ so damn hard I tore my ACL
It’s way too many bitches I
Done smashed in here
Yeah I’m from the city swear
It’s loud as hell
Niggas keep on talking tell em I don’t care
Ballin’ so damn hard I tore my ACL
Got all my niggas with me
Ain’t no problems here
Stripper bitches always want to turn up
Stackin’ collard green cabbage yeah turn up
Chillin’ with a bitch you never heard of
Giving niggas with sloppy toppy with the up
Shirt up, skirt up, word up, bandz
Extendo in my hand I got
A short attention span
Yeah, we was down, I never doubted my team
Can you hear me packed as loud as can be
Nine thousand, nine hundred
Ninety nine problems
I put in work like it's ten thousand of me
Post up something, watch me blow up from it
Call it photobombing bet
I’m holding something
Not a role model, got a smoking problem
Fuck the whole bible, drink the whole bottle
Niggas gossip, like the hoes gossip
Pockets be on Rosie O’Donnell
I just be preaching my own truths
The Bobby Ray version, the whole gospel
Can I get a witness
I been through the trenches
Vicious rumors, turn to negative intentions
This ain’t rocket science
This ain’t quantum physics
This No Genre bitch, we smashing competition
Easybandz
Yeah I’m from the city swear
It’s loud as hell
Niggas always talking tell em I don’t care
Ballin’ so damn hard I tore my ACL
It’s way too many bitches I
Done smashed in here
Yeah I’m from the city swear
It’s loud as hell
Niggas keep on talking tell em I don’t care
Ballin’ so damn hard I tore my ACL
Got all my niggas with me
Ain’t no problems here
It’s loud as hell
Niggas always talking tell em I don’t care
Balling so damn hard I tore my ACL
It’s way too many bitches I
Done smashed in here
Yeah I’m from the city swear
It’s loud as hell
Niggas keep on talking tell em I don’t care
Ballin’ so damn hard I tore my ACL
Got all my niggas with me
Ain’t no problems here
London wild, he a city nigga
Plenty paper, like a nigga
Keep slime with me, he gon’ hit a nigga
Got lil cuz with me that’s a trigga nigga
I’m on boulevard, popping good flavor
Hit Cleveland, Bankhead
I’m in Decatur with Bobby nigga
Try my nigga, ima body niggas
Keep it 1 million, I’m solid nigga
Chain hanging like a chandelier
Bitches round a nigga drinkin liquor
Got a panoramic on a panomera
Leave a nigga in the cemetery
Piss and shit on your obituary
Call it February, boy I’m military
Magic got em pretty city bitches
Finally got a ratchet pretty bitch
Pretty pussy, plenty ass n titties
Roll it up and ima mash it with them
Saturday I’m up at mansion
Hanging with the savages
And I know the city like mine
With them bad bitches like mine
Try and it’ll take a whole lifetime
To shine like I shine
Yeah I’m from the city swear
It’s loud as hell
Niggas always talking tell em I don’t care
Ballin’ so damn hard I tore my ACL
It’s way too many bitches I
Done smashed in here
Yeah I’m from the city swear
It’s loud as hell
Niggas keep on talking tell em I don’t care
Ballin’ so damn hard I tore my ACL
Got all my niggas with me
Ain’t no problems here
Stripper bitches always want to turn up
Stackin’ collard green cabbage yeah turn up
Chillin’ with a bitch you never heard of
Giving niggas with sloppy toppy with the up
Shirt up, skirt up, word up, bandz
Extendo in my hand I got
A short attention span
Yeah, we was down, I never doubted my team
Can you hear me packed as loud as can be
Nine thousand, nine hundred
Ninety nine problems
I put in work like it's ten thousand of me
Post up something, watch me blow up from it
Call it photobombing bet
I’m holding something
Not a role model, got a smoking problem
Fuck the whole bible, drink the whole bottle
Niggas gossip, like the hoes gossip
Pockets be on Rosie O’Donnell
I just be preaching my own truths
The Bobby Ray version, the whole gospel
Can I get a witness
I been through the trenches
Vicious rumors, turn to negative intentions
This ain’t rocket science
This ain’t quantum physics
This No Genre bitch, we smashing competition
Easybandz
Yeah I’m from the city swear
It’s loud as hell
Niggas always talking tell em I don’t care
Ballin’ so damn hard I tore my ACL
It’s way too many bitches I
Done smashed in here
Yeah I’m from the city swear
It’s loud as hell
Niggas keep on talking tell em I don’t care
Ballin’ so damn hard I tore my ACL
Got all my niggas with me
Ain’t no problems here