Azealia Banks - No Problems (Angel Haze Diss) lyrics

She like my new talk, my new style My new walk This new who*e, open your mouth And Ill bruise jaws like ooh oh (Really Like) Who her? Im a true star This b**h broad got blue balls Hard pressed cause I took off Im Form fresh from New York Slay the beat cause these wannabees Wanna be the buzz Angels need Jesus, angles, features Live show, PR, they made the baby, You cant beat us That New York, that new ones That new story, that 212 to get blue blood Beautiful in my own hood Up the hill its all good Up the bills, been born touring From f**ing where? Who are you? Bad queen is my pedigree Bad b**h is my legacy You mad b**h, you average A rap b**h Im wrackin Stacking money, makin Manhattan Mama cakin that cash in You ask him or ask him, I get it in Harlem might citizen You sloppy dyke, you wanna lick a b**h You probably bite, I aint about it b**h You not my type, I need a hotter b**h From New York with it born and breed to get it A home front with it I flipp em and get that spinach Move yall b**hes and beatin em with the fitted Ooh yah b**hes they leavin you with that No problems, no problems yall Yall want no problems No problems, no problems Yall b**hes dont want no problems No problems, no problems yall Yall want no problems No problems, no problems Yall b**hes dont want no problems No problems, no problems yall Yall want no problems No problems, no problems Yall b**hes dont want no problems No problems, no problems yall Yall want no problems No problems, no problems Yall b**hes dont want no problems Whats working girls? Im a boss b**h Got foreigners in my office Im clearly on, you off a switch This City charm, Im gorgeous Like really though, you a corn b**h One wish movin on, its a warning Be honest, your garments be garbage, Top draft she lack cla** poof poof be gone b**h We on this, she came here, we own this I claim here, its my home pit Top pit, that chocolate banks baby deposit AB bout that profit, not gossip This that, stars to the Hollywood red carpet Better get back All these b**hes wanna know how she get that Dont ask for the price, let me get that You a man with your dick back You a sam with a slick back You a ham in the pig shack You a scam for the kit kat Little Bam 100 grand is champion chit chat Stylin is something you see not evolve Diamonds is shinin, they frigged they froze Wildn' Im stuntin and spending that dough And when I step in them b**hes, them b**hes they know Diamonds is shinin, they frigged they froze Wildn' Im stuntin and spending that dough And when I step in them b**hes, Them b**hes, they know No problems, no problems yall Yall want no problems No problems, no problems Yall b**hes dont want no problems No problems, no problems yall Yall want no problems No problems, no problems Yall b**hes dont want no problems No problems, no problems yall Yall want no problems No problems, no problems Yall b**hes dont want no problems No problems, no problems yall Yall want no problems No problems, no problems Yall b**hes dont want no problems