[Intro: Ha Ha Davis]
You don't want zero problems, big fella! Yep!
[Chorus: Chance The Rapper]
If one more label try to stop me,
It's gon' be some dreadhead niggas in ya lobby.
You don't want no problems, want no problems with me, bih!
You don't want no problems, want no problems with me,
Just another day, had to pick up all the mail,
There go Chano ridin' through the streets, they be like, "There he go!"
You don't want no problems, want no problems with me, bih!
You don't want no problems, want no problems with me,
Just another day, had to pick up all the mail,
There go Chano ridin' through the streets, they be like, "There he go!"
[Verse 1: Chance The Rapper]
Ooh, watch me come and put the hinges in their hands,
Countin' Benjis while we meetin', make 'em shake my other hand,
Milly rockin', scoopin' all the blessings out my lap,
Bitch, I know you tried to cheat, you shoulda never took a nap.
Fuck wrong with you? What you was thinkin'?
Fuck you thought it was?
You talk that talk that make a lame ass nigga fall in love,
Not me, though, bitch, you can keep those!
Boy, I'm at your head like Craig did Deebo.
Don't tweak, bro, it's never sweet, ho,
My shooters come for free, so...
[Chorus: Chance The Rapper]
If one more label try to stop me,
It's gon' be some dreadhead niggas in ya lobby!
You don't want no problems, want no problems with me,
You don't want no problems, want no problems with me,
Yep, yep!
Pull up in the new thing, I'm like,
‘You don't want no problems, want no problems with me,
You don't want no problems, want no problems with me,
You don't want no problems, want no problems with me,
You don't want no problems, want no problems with me.'
They be like, "There he go!"
[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
You old Petey Pablo, take your shirt off,
Wave 'round your head like a helicopter,
I ain't put enough weed in the blunt,
All you do is smoke tobacco.
Where the hell you get them from?
Yeezus said he ain't make them,
My niggas chasin' bounty hunters
And gettin' chased by their baby mommas.
My first tat was on my stomach,
Got a pocket full of money
And a mind full of ideas,
Some of this shit may sound weird,
Inside of the Maybach
Look like it came out of Ikea.
Run shit like diarrhea,
Big yacht, no pies there.
Aye, aye, captain!
I'm high, captain!
I'm so high
Me and God dappin'.
This is my blessing,
This is my passion,
School of hard knocks,
I took night classes.
[Chorus: Chance The Rapper]
You don't want no problems, want no problems with me, bih!
You don't want no problems, want no problems with me,
Pull up in the new thing, I'm like,
They be like, "There he go!"
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
I got problems bigger than these boys,
My deposits, they be on steroids,
Lord, free the Carter, niggas need the Carter,
Sacrificin' everything, I feel like Jesus Carter.
Hold up, I got this sewed up, my soda poured up,
My woes up, I'm flippin' those bucks, they doin' toe tucks,
I rolled up and let the smoke puff,
I lay down, told ya.
Hold up, get too choked up when I think of old stuff,
Move on, put my goons on, they kidnap newborns,
In the streets my face a coupon,
Her pussy too warm,
All these bitches come to do harm,
Just bought a new charm,
Fuck the watch, I buy a new arm, you lukewarm.
I'm Uncle Luke with the hoes,
Pretty bitches, centerfolds
Tippy toes around my crib in their robes, just their robes,
Half a milli' in the safe, another in the pillowcase,
Codeine got me movin' slower than a caterpillar race.
Fuck wrong with you? What you thinkin'?
What you thought it was?
I just popped five percocets and only caught a buzz,
And if that label try to stop me
There gon' be some crazy Weezy fans waitin' in the lobby.
Mula, baby.
[Chorus: Chance The Rapper]
You don't want no problems, want no problems with me, bih!
You don't want no problems, want no problems with me,
Just another day, had to pick up all the mail,
There go Chano ridin' through the streets, they be like, "There he go!"
You don't want no problems, want no problems with me, bih!
You don't want no problems, want no problems with me,
Just another day, had to pick up all the mail,
There go Chano ridin' through the streets, they be like, "There he go!"
[Outro: Lil Wayne & Chance The Rapper]
You don't want no problems, want no problems with me,
You don't want no problems, want no problems with me,
You don't want no problems, want no problems with me,
You don't want no problems, want no problems with me,
You don't want no problems, want no problems with me,
You don't want no problems, want no problems with me.
Say so, ridin' with the payo',
They be like, "There he go!"
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