Ain’t an Issue
[Intro]
It's like... (Whoo)
Honestly I feel like I'm better than half the niggas that's doing the shit that I'm doing
But fuck it, I'm up now
A.C
[Chorus]
Ha, money ain't a thing, It's no issue (no problem)
I'm addicted to gold chains and diamond crystals
And I'm flexin' on my ex, now she sayin' "I miss you"
Issa dub, when you cry I'm throwing tissues, gang
Black and White on my body like an official
If you ain't talkin' paper, then I dismiss you
And I'm throwing Hunnids, money shower, that should rinse you
Runnin' to that bag, I don't gotta convince you, gang
[Verse 1]
Skrt off in that Jag, I don't gotta convince you (Skrt, SKRT)
Cuz it's a everyday thing
And I'm with some rappin' niggas, they got rappin' nigga bling
Your chain was a Christmas present, Santa wrapped a nigga's bling (wrap that shit up)
I guess that's what that cash do
They get that fast money, blow that money fast too
Too fast, too furious, I'm curious
Why'd you try to stop my grind, My Nigga, is you serious? (You dumbass)
Like Rell Said, (What he said)
Is you shittin me?
(Is you shittin me?)
Ha, cuz I know you must be kiddin' me
You must be smokin' that loud pack OG (OG)
Cuz you gotta be on some other shit if you still hatin' on me
I just clock in, clock out
Two minute warning, no timout
I calm down and breathe in
Then I turn up and breathe out (Ugh)
Gas in the tank, money in the back
Top down, it's Lit (it's Lit)
"A.C., Where you At?" (whoa)
Prolly with your Bitch, Aye
[Verse 2]
I feel like pablo, stacking pesos (ching)
Now I got Bitch on payroll
Gucci slides on the metro
You step on a lego, I'm bumping young metro
Got green and go Pheno', we mixing the potion
Put Shit into motion, got you on a ocean
We causing commotion, call up the kitty
Swim in the Ocean, Hope you're not Hoping
Ain't Issue Cents, I need penny ten
Fuck a raincheck, what you say then?
Vendin' dope, xanz, adderall
Cuttin' blow on that booty now
Seen a few hotties on west end, ooh
Seen a few baddies on west end, ooh
Seen a few Bitches on west end, ooh
Seen a few thotties on west end, ooh
15 K for that mattress, feds watch they can't access
Easy love in my hood, yuh, rapper dope and backwoods, yuh
Shoutout New York, Harlem up, Trey and Nicki throwing bottoms up
Brown water, Henny bottles up, either closed casket or a lot of dust
Now I got pockets to fill, fuck a net worth under 25 Mil
I'm a popstar and I pop hard so you pop tarts and I pop stars
See ya bitch in my range, see? Got a warrant 2018
Time's the only thing that changed me, and ya shorty hot, call up A.C. Gang
[Chorus]
Ha, money ain't a thing, It's no issue (no problem)
I'm addicted to gold chains and diamond crystals
And I'm flexin' on my ex, now she sayin' "I miss you"
Issa dub, when you cry I'm throwing tissues, gang
Black and White on my body like an official
If you ain't talkin' paper, then I dismiss you
And I'm throwing Hunnids, money shower, that should rinse you
Runnin' to that bag, I don't gotta convince you, gang