[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