EF#m
If one more label try to stop me
GBmD
It's gon' be some dreadhead niggas in ya lobby, huh huh
[Chorus: Chance The Rapper]
E
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me, bih!
DE
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me
DA
Just another day, had to pick up all the mail
GBmD
There go Chano ridin' through the streets, they be like, "There he go!"
DE
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me, bih!
DE
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me
DA
Just another day, had to pick up all the mail
GBmD
There go Chano ridin' through the streets, they be like, "There he go!"
[Verse 1: Chance The Rapper]
DE
Ooh, watch me come and put the hinges in their hands
DE
Countin' Benjis while we meetin', make 'em shake my other hand
D
Milly rockin', scoopin' all the blessings out my lap
GBmD
Bitch I know you tried to cheat, you shoulda never took a nap, hey
D
Fuck wrong with you? What you were thinkin'? Fuck you thought it was?
ED
You talk that talk that make a lame ass nigga fall in love
EDG
Not me, though, bitch you can keep those
Bm
Bruh, I'm at your head like Craig did Deebo
Bm
Don't tweak, bro, it's never sweet, ho
ED
My shooters come for free, so
[Refrain]
EF#m
If one more label try to stop me
GBmD
It's gon' be some dreadhead niggas in ya lobby, huh huh
[Chorus: Chance The Rapper]
DE
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me, bih!
DE
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me
DA
Just another day, had to pick up all the mail
GBmD
There go Chano ridin' through the streets, they be like, "There he go!"
DE
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me, bih!
DE
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me
DA
Just another day, had to pick up all the mail
GBmD
There go Chano ridin' through the streets, they be like, "There he go!"
[Verse 2: 2 Chainz]
Bm
You old Petey Pablo, take your shirt off
E
Wave 'round your head like a helicopter
F#
I ain't put enough weed in the blunt
DE
All you do is smoke tobacco
F#
Where the hell you get them from?
G
Yeezy said he ain't make them
Bm
My niggas chasin' bounty hunters
E
And gettin' chased by their baby mommas
D
My first tat was on my stomach
E
Got a pocket full of money
D
And a mind full of ideas
E
Some of this shit may sound weird
F#
Inside of the Maybach
A
Look like it came out of Ikea
Bm
Run shit like diarrhea
E
Big yacht, no power steering
Bm
Aye, aye, captain. I'm high, captain. I'm so high. Me and God dappin', This is my blessin'
A
This is my passion. School of hard knocks. I took night classes
[Chorus: Chance The Rapper]
DE
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me, bih!
DE
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me. Yep, yep!
DA
Just another day, had to pick up all the mail
GBmD
Pull up in the new thing, I'm like. they be like, "There he go!"
[Verse 3: Lil Wayne]
DE
I got problems bigger than these boys
F#E
My deposits, they be on steroids
DA
Lord, free the Carter, niggas need the Carter
GBmD
Sacrificin' everything, I feel like Jesus Carter
E
Hold up, I got this sewed up, my soda poured up
F#DE
My woes up, I'm flippin' those bucks, they doing toe tucks
F#
I rolled up and let the smoke puff
DG
I lay down, toes up
D
Hold up, get too choked up when I think of old stuff
DF#AE
Move on, put my goons on, they kidnap newborns
Bm
In the streets my face a coupon
D
Her pussy too warm
E
All these bitches come to do harm
G
Just bought a new charm
D
Fuck the watch, I buy a new arm, you lukewarm
F#
I'm Uncle Luke with the hoes
DAE
Pretty bitches, centerfolds
GF#
Tippy toes around my crib in they robes, just their robes
EA
Half a milli' in the safe, another in the pillowcase
D
Codeine got me movin' slower than a caterpillar race
E
Fuck wrong with you? What you were thinkin'?
A
What you thought it was?
D
I just popped five Percocets and only caught a buzz
E
And if that label try to stop me
AD
There gon' be some crazy Weezy fans waitin' in the lobby
D
Mula, baby
[Chorus: Chance The Rapper]
DE
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me, bih!
DE
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me
DA
Just another day, had to pick up all the mail
GBmD
There go Chano ridin' through the streets, they be like, "There he go!"
DE
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me, bih!
DE
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me
DA
Just another day, had to pick up all the mail
GBmD
There go Chano ridin' through the streets, they be like, "There he go!"
[Outro: Lil Wayne & Chance The Rapper]
DE
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me, bih!
DE
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me
DE
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me, bih!
DE
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me
DE
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me, bih!
DE
You don't want no problem, want no problem with me
GBmD
They say so, ridin' with the payo' they be like, "There he go!"