No Problems - Azealia Banks

She like my new talk

My new style, my new walk

This new whore

Open her mouth and I’ll bruise jaws

Like ooooh awe, really like

Who her I’m a true star, this butch broad got blue balls

Hard pressed cause I took off, I’m farm fresh from New York

It’s like because these wanna be’s wanna be buzzed

Angels need Jesus, angles, features

Live show, PR then maybe baby, you could be us

That New York, That nuiance, that new star

That … that ah

212 to that blue blood, beautiful in my own hood

Up the hill It’s all good, up the bills

I been born too, You’re from fuckin' where, who are you?

Bad queen is my pedigree, bad bitch is my legacy

You mad bitch, you average, a rap bitch I’m rackin'

Stackin', money makin' Manhattan, mama cakin' that cash in

You ask them or ask him, I get it in

Harlemite citizen

You sloppy dyke, you wanna lick a bitch

You probably bite, I ain’t about it bitch

You not my type, I need a hotter bitch

From New York with it, born and bred to get it

A home grown widditch, — I flip 'em and hit that spinach

Ooooooh y’all bitches and greatin' em with that fiddith (5th)

Ooh y’all bitches they grievin'' ya

No problems, no problems y’all

Y’all want no problems

No problems, no problems

Y’all bitches don’t want no problems

No problems, no problems y’all

Y’all want no problems

No problems, no problems

Y’all bitches don’t want no problems

No problems, no problems y’all

Y’all want no problems

No problems, no problems

Y’all bitches don’t want no problems

No problems, no problems y’all

Y’all want no problems

No problems, no problems

Y’all bitches don’t want no problems

What’s workin' girls

I’m a boss bitch

Got foreigners in my office

I’m clearly on, you a off switch

This sick charm, I’m gorgeous

Like really though, you a corn bitch

One wish movin' on

It’s a warning, be honest

Your garm is to be garbage

Top draft, she lack class

Poof Poof be gone bitch

We own this, she came here

We own this, I claim here

It’s my home pit, top pick

That chocolate, banks baby deposit

AB Bout that profit not gossip

This that, stars to the hollywood red carpet, better get back

All these bitches wanna know how she get that

Don’t ask for the price, let me get that

You a man with ya' dick back

You a sam with a slick back

You a ham in the pig shack

You was aim for the kit kat

Little bam hunned' grand is a champion chit chat

Stylin' in something you see not in vogue

Diamonds is shining they frigid, they froze

Wildin' I’m stuntin' I’m spendin' that dough

And when I step in them bitches they know

Them bitches they know

Diamonds is shinnin' these frigid, they froze

Wildin' I’m stuntin' I’m spendin' that dough

And when I step in, them bitches they know

And when I step in, them bitches they know

No problems, no problems y’all

Y’all want no problems

No problems, no problems

Y’all bitches don’t want no problems

No problems, no problems y’all

Y’all want no problems

No problems, no problems

Y’all bitches don’t want no problems

No problems, no problems y’all

Y’all want no problems

No problems, no problems

Y’all bitches don’t want no problems

No problems, no problems y’all

Y’all want no problems

No problems, no problems

Y’all bitches don’t want no problems