Joey Trap, Taymackin - No Prob lyrics

Trap jumpin' like 2-3

No prob boy no stop this that straight drop
Roll pot then we both pop
You might get robbed
New Porsche I might skrt off
With my shirt off yeah she got a nigga but I
Make her take her skirt off

Gunna get you slumped
Boy you shoulda backed up
'Bout to shower with my roll
Get my money stacked up
My new Roley rose gold jewelry attracts us
Doin' sit-ups on the road
Now I'm six packed up countin' racks nigga
And that's a fact nigga
You was at the phony so that's
Why you got clapped nigga
I'm a rapper now so I don't sell crack nigga
But I'm spittin' harder then
These other dudes, wack nigga
When you start to get some money then
They say you changed on 'em
In and out of different mentals and
I'm switchin' lanes on 'em shoutout brodie
Your name and he keep his thang on him
She be takin' off her clothes I
Don't make it rain on her

But it's no prob boy
No stop this that straight drop
Roll pot then we both pop
You might get robbed
New Porsche I might skrt off
With my shirt off yeah she got a nigga but I
Make her take her skirt off

Trap jumpin' like it's Jordan
Niggas mad 'cause I'm scorin'
I'm pullin' all up in that foreign
Chasin' bags in the mornin'
Niggas is clown us they 'round me
If your diamond is cloudy
All this water on my neck
It kinda feel like I'm drownin'
We keep a stick with us
We got them missiles tucked
We got your bitch us she thick as fuck
My niggas scrappy
Callin' and I'm gone pick it up
Yeah that bih my dog
I swear to God I ain't gone switch it up
If my niggas miss I double back and
Then I'm gunna hit him up trained to go
My niggas do a hit and then they layin' low
Hunnid in the chop like what the
Fuck I gotta it aim fo'
From the same struggle what the
Fuck you niggas hatin' fo'
On a different level
Yeah you niggas need to face it bro

No prob boy no stop this that straight drop
Roll pot then we both pop
You might get robbed
New Porsche I might skrt off
With my shirt off yeah she got a nigga but I
Make her take her skirt off
Gunna get you slumped boy
You shoulda backed up
'Bout to shower with my bro
Get my money stacked up
My new Rolly rolls gold, jewelry attracts us
Doin' sit-ups on the road now
I'm six packed up countin' racks nigga
And that's a fact nigga
You was at the phony that's
Why you got clapped nigga
I'm a rapper now so I don't sell crack nigga
But I'm spittin' harder then
These other dudes, wack nigga
No prob boy no stop this that straight drop
Roll pot then we both pop
You might get robbed
New Porsche I might skrt off
With my shirt off yeah she got a nigga but I
Make her take her skirt off