Problems Migos (Ft. Young Thug)

[Chorus: Young Thug]
I been balling so long but I don't want no problems
Keep that FN in reach, but I don't want no problems
Hundred thousand worth of crosses, I don't want no problems
I know every lock on Slauson, but I don't want no problems
Pullin' up in YSL, these young niggas got problems
They can't see me with that wooly, they gon' swear it's a problem
I'm gon' slide down your hood when you and your girl having problems
OG bag 'pose to be in, what the world is the problem?

[Verse 1: Young Thug]
I'ma wrap my money it look like Oprah Winfrey
I'ma sell one of my mansions, everything new but the kitchen
Ain't no cypher, no no wrestler, but I'm wrapping in midget
And I'm master selling them P's, now my money no limit
I got my bed up, I shed up, don't let up, no police, I'm fed up
They cannot forget us, I got your schedule, I fuck up your schedule
I shoot at your head, your dreads, they buy us
You bitches just know it's too hard to get by us
I'm not advertising but boy you can try us
I sing to your bitch and she call me Mariah
I see and read everything 'round me but bibles
Bugatti I swear, I'm not gonna hurt anybody
I swear I'm not gonna tell anybody
Just get it this molly and stand right beside me
I'm with PeeWee Longway
You know every day a long day
You know I'm not Kanye, but I been rocking since the first day