Want No Issues ft. JBThree & iscrap Lyrics

Extra clip for me and bro We just ridin' around four 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 fuck 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, fuck 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

Fuck your feelings, nigga, fuck 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