SOB x RBE - Ain't No Problem lyrics

[Chorus: Yhung T.O.] If it was a problem, we ain't heard about it, so we ain't worried 'bout it If you with the sh** then why you actin' like a nerd about it? Another loss for the opps, I ain't heard about it You n***as never touchin' money, we ain't heard about it [Verse 1: Yhung T.O.] Ridin' in that Porsche body, tucked with them huns on me No ones me, guns on me, b**h these funds on me Baby throw that a** back, tote this gun for me Shout out to the real b**hes who got love for me I been spendin' big money, legendary, big money Ten bands choosin' fee, b**h can't get sh** 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 n***as, they be snitchin' We statin' all facts, you n***as lying for attention I been paranoid so I'm ridin' with extensions Rounds for the opps, keep the stocks for the witness [Verse 2: ?] Run the streets every day and pray I make it home Hope your a** be prepared when the pressure on I was just with my n***a, now my n***a gone I was just in the trap, now I'm on the road Baggin' up, daily routine, n***a that's a must Good with them numbers but a lot of sh** ain't addin' up I been in my bag n***a, 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 n***as, no matter the town I'm in too deep, you n***as probably would drown Way past broke, poor b**h, look at a n***a now, ayy [Verse 3: ?] Need it for the right price, I tapped in with the plug She say I'm always actin' funny when I'm off them d** Tutu Gang, that sh** forever, bro it's on the love Stompin' on they necks about these checks, n***as catchin' slugs n***as 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 n***a's soul [Verse 4: ShredGang Mone] We came from snatchin' n***as' chains to runnin' they pockets Shootin' with them trick dice, now we ridin' with rockets f**in' up all the club then rob it for watches Now we k**in' p**y n***as, don't get out of pocket I'll shoot your b**h a** so don't play with me Ain't no p**y n***as or no snitches on this agency Disrespect my n***a Dot's name then you gon' lay with him Big backwood rolled up and 'bout to face a three Met a cute lil b**h from where the Pacers be Draco get to dumpin', put his a** in emergency Steppin' on they neck for everybody who ain't heard of me I'm snatchin' off they neck if them b**hes ain't gon' work with me, it's Shred [Verse 5: DaBoii] b**h I'm that n***a, stop actin' like you don't know Tic-tac bullets shootin' jammers, we don't tote those Young skinny n***a iced out, think I'm Frozone If bro ain't rockin' what the f** I'ma roll for? No joke, playin' with your life that sh** no joke Klay Thompson to a n***a b**h, I got more stroke Since you big headed dumb b**h, I need more dome Yeah b**h you cute but you broke, you a hobo Fast life livin', I love this sh** Yeah I heard life a b**h but I love this b**h Any hatred towards me, come and love this clip In and out with your b**h, I just cum then dip [Verse 6: BandGang Masoe] I been trippin', Percocets and lean got me vicious RIP my n***a 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 n***as No security, we strapped, ain't gotta call no hitters If that's your ho then get the ho 'cause she just f**ed my n***a Lil bro can't buy liquor but done served half these n***as Cookie from the Bay but we ain't even left the Mitten We was hittin' b**hes, 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 motherf**ers [Verse 7: ?] Young n***a, big money, on my boss sh** Tutu Gang forever, for my brother I'ma off sh** All these n***as claim they shooters, never drop sh** Thirty hangin' off that mopstick when that Glock drip Drop a bag on my neck, watch that light work f** a fight sir, forty freeze 'em like an iceberg All that flexin', lil n***a 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 n***as, never said nothin' Walked down on 'em, send shots and had his man runnin' [Verse 8: BandGang Lonnie Bands] 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 b**hes sell like top tens I swear I love that MAC-10, I hit a play then rap it n***a you ain' treally cut, you crazy to the ugly b**h I'm the type to get the head and dip on that funky b**h These seven six two's will have your motherf**in' head split s**er punch your b**h a**, make your f**in' head spin n***a I ain't fightin' fair, I'ma find a way to win I'm hoppin' out that hoopty van, sprayin' at Mercedes Benz, n***a [Chorus: Yhung T.O.] If it was a problem, we ain't heard about it, so we ain't worried 'bout it If you with the sh** then why you actin' like a nerd about it? Another loss for the opps, I ain't heard about it You n***as 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 sh** then why you actin' like a nerd about it? Another loss for the opps, I ain't heard about it You n***as never touchin' money, we ain't heard about it