U DONT WANT PROBLEMS

Ayy, Ayy

[Chorus]
Balenciaga boots yeah these alaskan not no trainer
Rail you down with a laser
Tap you too yeah she a waiter
Bitch don’t come near me, you don’t want problems you don’t want problems
Gunning you down, you my new problem
Want what I’m selling I know you want some
Bitch don’t come near me if you don’t want some

[Verse]
Just came out the Luis store and spend a new bag
4K out the door I bought, all of the tags
Making triple that in a month
Even tho half of it goes to the runts
Keeping my boys strapped up for lunch
Bitch keep on talking yeah “I’m playing you’re music so much”
Said appreciate it, drift out the way we will be in touch
Back at the crib, just took like 3 blunts
Under the car GReddy a brand new clutch
Talking all that shit ima go buy you a new mirror
Keep you’re mind thinking straight clearer
I a mess when I wake up, but I’m successful before I sleep