Trouble

[Intro: Eyekeem]
Hey, ooh, yuh, ooh, yuh, yuh, yuh, uh
Ayy, it's young 'Keem and ACOT
Ayy, uh, yuh, ooh

[Chorus: Eyekeem]
You don't want no trouble (Pew)
You don't want no trouble (Nah)
Don't do talk, just scuffle
I just stack my chips like Ruffles (Ching)

[Verse 1: Eyekeem]
Yeah, I'm with the squad
We gettin' rich, designer shit (Designer that)
Ooh, I am maneuverin' quick (Quick)
I pull in up newest the fit (Newest the fit), ooh
Pick up my phone
All of these hoes, won't leave me 'lone (Won't leave me 'lone)
Bi'h, what you on?
All of these niggas, they lookin' like clones (They lookin' like clones)
I take a trip, off of the shit, Wok I'ma sip, ayy, yuh (What?)
ACOT, and it be Keem, come for the rip, ooh (Hey), yuh

[Chorus: Eyekeem]
Ooh, you don't want no trouble
Ooh, you don't want no trouble

[Verse 2: ACOT & Eyekeem]
Stackin' all my digits, little bitch, get out my business (Uh)
Flaco grantin' wishes, I ain't got no competition (Nah)
I be in the kitchen, doin' dishes, 'cause my Momma said
When she go to work I'm pagin' Suzy 'cause she give me head
You don't want no trouble, get it poppin' like a bubble (Bang)
It's gon' be a bummer, Young Plvg, that's my fuckin' gunna (Pew)
Shit hot like the summer, but I'm ice cold, mothafucka (Hah, hah)
I'm just plottin' with my brothas
We some young fuckin' stunnas, uh (Ayy), oof (Ooh)

[Verse 3: Eyekeem]
You don' want no trouble
Ooh, all of my niggas, we hustle
Ooh, none of my niggas gon' trust you (Nah)
Ooh, I hate to burst yo' lil' bubble, ooh
Yung 'Keem get it poppin'
Money is the only option (Cash), ooh, yuh
30 thousand bitches flockin'
You want trouble, well just drop it (Just drop that), ooh, yuh
Yeah, we dancin' on the stage
Yeah, it's time to get us paid, ooh (Yuh), yuh
Give a fuck what you say
Me and ACOT on the way, ooh (Yuh)