No Issue

Don't let these bitches get in your head

(Wheezy outta here)

Fallin' outta love with Xanax

Livin' my life on the edge

No sacrificin' everything

I do oxy, I don't need alcohol

I pop Rolexes like they Adderall

Continuin' deliverin' the substance

I'ma be there for my bros, one call

Don't you try and judge us like you ain't got no flaws

Don't you try and judge, judge

Why don't you try these drugs first

Yeah, they gon' die, die, die, ain't no issue

She gon' cry, cry, cry, she feel misused

Uh, she wanna kick it, she know judo

I cannot save her, I'm not a hero

Bank account commas and zeros

Gucci, Amiri, my apparel

Keep a pistol, let it hit ya

I'm official

Fuck that bitch, I will not kiss her

I won't miss her

Make her cry, cry, cry, she need tissue

I get high, high, high and have no issues

VVS on me, no igloo

You say you fly, we been flew

Ah

I told that bitch it ain't no way around it

Like Future

Come to find out yesterday she was fuckin' on Future

Stripper bitches callin' on my phone

They wanna know when I'll show up to the club

'Cause I throw hundreds in that bitch, ain't throwin' dubs

Spend a check, oh, money love

Designer clothes, designer hoes, designer drugs

50K for the Birkin bag, did it just 'cause

I'm in Chicago where they drill, drill, drill, dril

Alla my gang with me, yeah, they real, real, real, real

Every G up in here official, real, real, real, real

Perky pop, love the pills

Mix it with Klonopins (Yeah)

Draped up on when I walk into the club

Hunnid racks in my pocket, ain't no dubs

Lotta Crip **** spillin' lotta blood

Got a million dollar ice just because

Exotic hoes, exotic clothes, exotic drugs

All hunnids in my bag, ain't find a dub

Blow some gas on that ****, he a dub

Untamed make me feel, feel, feel, feel

No Limit, gang whippin' it real, real, real, real

Rest in peace, you either kill or be killed

Bullets flyin', flyin', flyin', flyin'

Homicide, 'cide, 'cide

Let's get high, high, high

Make her cry, cry, cry, she need tissue

I get high, high, high and have no issues

VVS on me, no igloo

You say you fly, we been flew

Ah

You can see what we done been through

You didn't see the road we took, it was grimy

You don't know everything that we been through

Bullets flyin', flyin', flyin'

Baby cry, cry, cry, cry