Gucci Mane feat. Migos & Young Thug Problems Lyrics

The Green Album Track Listing
Digital Media 1
  • 1 1017
  • 2 Hotpocket
  • 3 Problems
  • 4 Sadam Usane
  • 5 Seen Alot
  • 6 Send Me Pack
  • 7 Skerr
  • 8 Take My Soul
  • 9 What You Doin
  • 10 Wrist Game
  • [Hook – Young Thug]
    I been balling so long but I don’t want no problems
    Keep that FN in reach, but I don’t want no problems
    Hundred thousand worth of crosses, I don’t want no problems
    I know every lock on Slauson, but I don’t want no problems
    Pullin up in YSL, these young niggas got problems
    They can’t see me with that wooly, they gon swear it’s a problem
    I’m gon slide down your hood when you and your girl having problems
    OG bag ‘pose to be in, what the world is the problem?

    [Verse 1 – Young Thug]
    I'mma wrap my money it look like Oprah Winfrey
    I'mma sell one of my mansions, everything new but the kitchen
    Ain’t no cypher, no no wrestler, but I’m wrapping in midget
    And I'm master selling them P’s, now my money no limit
    I got my bed up, I shed up, don’t let up, no police, I’m fed up
    They cannot forget us, I got your schedule, I fuck up your schedule
    I shoot at your head, your dreads, they buy us
    You bitches just know it’s too hard to get by us
    I’m not advertising but boy you can try us
    I sang to your bitch and she call me Mariah
    I see and read everything round me but bibles
    Bugatti I swear, I’m not gonna hurt anybody
    I swear I’m not gonna tell anybody
    Just get it this molly and stand right beside me
    I’m with PeeWee Longway
    You know every day a long day
    You know I’m not Kanye, but I been rocking since the first day

    [Hook – Young Thug]
    I been balling so long but I don’t want no problems
    Keep that FN in reach, but I don’t want no problems
    Hundred thousand worth of crosses, I don’t want no problems
    I know every lock on Slauson, but I don’t want no problems
    Pullin up in YSL, these young niggas got problems
    They can’t see me with that wooly, they gon swear it’s a problem
    I’m gon slide down your hood when you and your girl having problems
    OG bag ‘pose to be in, what the world is the problem?

    [Verse 2 – Quavo]
    I see you walking with that sack, I'mma take it like Debo
    Me and Thug in the alleyway, we hit em up below
    If you tell on my partner Domingo I'mma shoot you like free throw
    Run up on my brother Takeoff, I'mma whoop you like Rico
    Young nigga, young nigga, young nigga
    My nigga keep pistols grenades and missiles
    My diamonds they cold as icicles I’m trapping and making a deal like a pickle
    I am the nigga you want to be
    My diamonds they black just like Willie B
    Niggas in the hood they know me
    I walk around with the set, no army
    Porsche Panamera, one button, top gone
    All these bad bitches, Spanish hoes, Hong Kong
    Plug hit my phone (Brrt) I just need a zone
    Birds singing like harmony but I don’t need a bone

    [Hook – Young Thug]
    I been balling so long but I don’t want no problems
    Keep that FN in reach, but I don’t want no problems
    Hundred thousand worth of crosses, I don’t want no problems
    I know every lock on Slauson, but I don’t want no problems
    Pullin up in YSL, these young niggas got problems
    They can’t see me with that wooly, they gon swear it’s a problem
    I’m gon slide down your hood when you and your girl having problems
    OG bag ‘pose to be in, what the world is the problem?

    [Verse 3 – Takeoff]
    Choppers and uzis, you talking, we’re shooting
    I’m moving my squad and my family, ain’t no recruiting
    I do what I do, you know I keep it true
    Without throwing on true, your religion is fool
    Old ass money but the whip brand new
    On brand new shoes, got brand new jewels
    Whipping that Yayo, looking like mayo
    It come from Barbados, my wrist is tornado
    I kick it like Kato, hundred round drums
    Walking with bombs, serving the junkies they asking for crumbs
    And it ain’t no problem, got that revolver
    Think you a problem, I got to solve you
    We ducking police like we felons
    Put two hundred on your watermelon
    That’s your head, or cerebellum
    These fuck niggas fake niggas know that they telling
    Them tickets them pigeons, you know that I sell them
    My migo, he hit me, you know that I mail him
    If Thug want a pack then you know I'mma let him
    These fuck niggas ain’t special

    [Hook – Young Thug]
    I been balling so long but I don’t want no problems
    Keep that FN in reach, but I don’t want no problems
    Hundred thousand worth of crosses, I don’t want no problems
    I know every lock on Slauson, but I don’t want no problems
    Pullin up in YSL, these young niggas got problems
    They can’t see me with that wooly, they gon swear it’s a problem
    I’m gon slide down your hood when you and your girl having problems
    OG bag ‘pose to be in, what the world is the problem?

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