[Verse 1]
I said I don't want no problems, ooh yeah
'Cause I'm tired of all this drama
Going back and forth with you is like, is like
Arguing with my momma
Yeah, she always pacing me
Running towards these dollars
We never scared, ooh, we never scared
I said: "Shouts to all the blue collars", yeah
I said: "Real it in, real it in, real nice, real nice, real nice"
Real nice, real nice
[Chorus]
She wanna tag along
I say it all depends
She say: "You tryna race?"
I tell her: "Guess again"
There are so many of you girl, but only one of him, yeah
Season's almost started, we about to start a trend
Say she down to ride, I hope she got a friend, yeah
She heard us talking money
She saw it coming in
We got niggas feeling blessed liked they heaven sent (Heaven sent)
[Verse 2]
I said hold up, hold up
I don't want no problems
I need to watch my karma
So I'm out here like Mahatma
Puffin' on that ganja
Keepin' it Sriracha
Bitch, just watch my commas
Workin' in pajamas
Said I'm making money for the guala
Bahamas lookin' nice, guava got me right
Do this shit straight out of spite
With my vodka and my sprite, yeah
Bitch we do this every night, yeah
You can't be no type to wife, with my back turned and you ready with that knife
I'm just sayin', that I don't want no problems
[Chorus]
She wanna tag along
I say it all depends
She say: "You tryna race?"
I tell her: "Guess again"
There are so many of you girl, but only one of him, yeah
Season's almost started, we about to start a trend
Say she down to ride, I hope she got a friend, yeah
She heard us talking money
She saw it coming in
We got niggas feeling blessed liked they Heaven sent