Ain't No Problem - Bandgang, SOB X RBE, shredgang mone

If it was a problem, we ain’t heard about it, so we ain’t worried 'bout it

If you with the shit then why you actin' like a nerd about it?

Another loss for the opps, I ain’t heard about it

You niggas never touchin' money, we ain’t heard about it

Ridin' in that Porsche body, tucked with them huns on me

No ones me, guns on me, bitch these funds on me

Baby throw that ass back, tote this gun for me

Shout out to the real bitches who got love for me

I been spendin' big money, legendary, big money

Ten bands choosin' fee, bitch can’t get shit from me

Runnin' up that bag, GF4 with the grip on it

Been for the Glock, I don’t want it 'less the stick on it, trip

I can’t trust niggas, they be snitchin'

We statin' all facts, you niggas lying for attention

I been paranoid so I’m ridin' with extensions

Rounds for the opps, keep the stocks for the witness

Run the streets every day and pray I make it home

Hope your ass be prepared when the pressure on

I was just with my nigga, now my nigga gone

I was just in the trap, now I’m on the road

Baggin' up, daily routine, nigga that’s a must

Good with them numbers but a lot of shit ain’t addin' up

I been in my bag nigga, you might catch me actin' up

Thought he had a lick 'til that draco had him backin' up

I’m the one, run that whole hood, better ask around

Locked in with some real niggas, no matter the town

I’m in too deep, you niggas probably would drown

Way past broke, poor bitch, look at a nigga now, ayy

Need it for the right price, I tapped in with the plug

She say I’m always actin' funny when I’m off them drugs

Tutu Gang, that shit forever, bro it’s on the love

Stompin' on they necks about these checks, niggas catchin' slugs

Niggas actin' like it’s war, this ain’t what they want

Nerds in they section poppin' off, yeah that’s what they don’t

If it’s funk then say it’s funk 'cause I’ma bring it on

Big K, fifty round drum to take a nigga’s soul

We came from snatchin' niggas' chains to runnin' they pockets

Shootin' with them trick dice, now we ridin' with rockets

Fuckin' up all the club then rob it for watches

Now we killin' pussy niggas, don’t get out of pocket

I’ll shoot your bitch ass so don’t play with me

Ain’t no pussy niggas or no snitches on this agency

Disrespect my nigga Dot’s name then you gon' lay with him

Big backwood rolled up and 'bout to face a three

Met a cute lil bitch from where the Pacers be

Draco get to dumpin', put his ass in emergency

Steppin' on they neck for everybody who ain’t heard of me

I’m snatchin' off they neck if them bitches ain’t gon' work with me, it’s Shred

Bitch I’m that nigga, stop actin' like you don’t know

Tic-tac bullets shootin' jammers, we don’t tote those

Young skinny nigga iced out, think I’m Frozone

If bro ain’t rockin' what the fuck I’ma roll for?

No joke, playin' with your life that shit no joke

Klay Thompson to a nigga bitch, I got more stroke

Since you big headed dumb bitch, I need more dome

Yeah bitch you cute but you broke, you a hobo

Fast life livin', I love this shit

Yeah I heard life a bitch but I love this bitch

Any hatred towards me, come and love this clip

In and out with your bitch, I just cum then dip

I been trippin', Percocets and lean got me vicious

RIP my nigga Tutu, lookin' like him with this Smith 'n

Ridin' with some demons, leave me missin' like suspension

Get Money, BandGang, and Big Money, yeah the niggas

No security, we strapped, ain’t gotta call no hitters

If that’s your ho then get the ho 'cause she just fucked my nigga

Lil bro can’t buy liquor but done served half these niggas

Cookie from the Bay but we ain’t even left the Mitten

We was hittin' bitches, you was washin' dishes

Thumbin' through some chicken, you was arguin' with your sister

Don’t get in this whip fi you ain’t comin' with no pistol

Gotta keep a whistle in order to be offical motherfuckers

Young nigga, big money, on my boss shit

Tutu Gang forever, for my brother I’ma off shit

All these niggas claim they shooters, never drop shit

Thirty hangin' off that mopstick when that Glock drip

Drop a bag on my neck, watch that light work

Fuck a fight sir, forty freeze 'em like an iceberg

All that flexin', lil nigga what your life worth?

Choose the right words, lose your life when that light bursts

I been ridin' in that foreign tryna shred somethin'

Had to send somethin', set her down and got them bands comin'

How it’s beef with you niggas, never said nothin'

Walked down on 'em, send shots and had his man runnin'

Got a doctor’s appointment, 'bout to go and get a physical

Talked the doctor out of five scripts 'cause I’m lyrical

This draco soundin' too loud just like Mystikal

Fatality, all these shots gon' finish you

You don’t want them perky tans, them bitches sell like top tens

I swear I love that MAC-10, I hit a play then rap it

Nigga you ain' treally cut, you crazy to the ugly bitch

I’m the type to get the head and dip on that funky bitch

These seven six two’s will have your motherfuckin' head split

Sucker punch your bitch ass, make your fuckin' head spin

Nigga I ain’t fightin' fair, I’ma find a way to win

I’m hoppin' out that hoopty van, sprayin' at Mercedes Benz, nigga

If it was a problem, we ain’t heard about it, so we ain’t worried 'bout it

If you with the shit then why you actin' like a nerd about it?

Another loss for the opps, I ain’t heard about it

You niggas never touchin' money, we ain’t heard about it

If it was a problem, we ain’t heard about it, so we ain’t worried 'bout it

If you with the shit then why you actin' like a nerd about it?

Another loss for the opps, I ain’t heard about it

You niggas never touchin' money, we ain’t heard about it