No Problems Westside Gunn

[Intro]
Yeah, yeah
Stand up, niggas (Stand up niggas)
It is what it is, man
The Mayor's back
Two Chain Bennymane (What up?)
It's your boy Superstar Kutter (Y'all know who I am)
Homicide Kannon (Yeah)
Westside Gunn

[Verse 1]
I hear these broke niggas talkin' 'bout how they on the grind
On the block with a bundle of dimes, listen (Haha)
In the trunk, I got a bundle of pies
I'm young and stuntastic like Lovie in his prime (What up?)
Yeah, I'm well respected, but still I lug a nine
They don't violate often, but a nigga might try
Every now and then, but the nigga gotta die
Have his mom like Jada, runnin' 'round, askin', "Why?"
Her oldest boy ain't here no more, he wasn't shit anyway
So it's only barely pour
But they pop bottles of Remy when they hear this song
It's fair to say that everybody kinda glad now that the nigga gone
I'm a young cat, but you know I been a boss
So when the war's on, I ain't gotta get involved
All I do, give a call to the homies, fill a car
Up with goons, ride out, and go kill his mom
Some of the guns are small but all of the clips is long
You can relate if you on the type of shit I'm on
I'ma be a menace on the streets 'til I'm dead and gone
I kill for nothing, you ain't even gotta piss me off