Lil Baby, Nicki Minaj - Do We Have A Problem? lyrics

I just told P, "This really niggas'
Worst nightmare, man
They don't wanna see Lil Baby
With the Barbie"
(Papi Yerr)

Tell 'em my niña, my bitch, she a rider
I got a shooter and I got a driver
They want that heat, I'm the only provider
Little bad foreign bitch, word to Fivio
Niggas know the vibe
That's word to Five, yo
Beef, we 'bout to resolve, yo
Pull up on a opp, do we have a problem?

Hmm, hold up, shorty, hold up, bitch
Please, don't touch me, look at my fit
Look at my ankle, look at my wrist
This one a pack, this one a brick
That one a opp, that one a lick
This one for Pop, this one for Juice


I am the one, bitch, you a deuce
Brrr!

Niggas givе it up in my city
Really shed blood in my city
(Get lovе in my city)
Niggas'll son your whole
Set like it's a round six
Clips, whole team
Get flyer than round trips
Bitch!

She's still spyin' on my flicks (Flicks)
He admirin' my drip
Drip!
Check what I do
The check will clear, too
Pull up like a drive-thru
So check your rearview

I don't care how long
It take to get a opp back
All my niggas outside, steak
Bitch, we out back (Out back)
I don't care how long
It take to get a opp back
All my niggas outside
Steak, bitch, we out back
Brr

Tell 'em my niña, my bitch, she a rider
I got a shooter and I got a driver
They want that heat, I'm the only provider
Little bad foreign bitch, word to Fivio
Niggas know the vibe
That's word to Five, yo
Beef, we 'bout to resolve, yo
Pull up on a opp, do we have a problem?
Ayo, Baby, let's go

2022
I'm comin' through on that new shit (Oop)
How we opps?
You see me and you don't do shit (Brr)
I done really trapped in the carter
I got the blueprint
Gotta read department, we shoppin'
I like the loose fit

What's the point of havin'
This muscle if you don't use it?
I play the game to win, I'm not losin'
Opps know my address, I'm not movin'
Brodie know to take it to trial
They gotta prove it

She get what
She want when we screwin'
I'm on point, I know what I'm doin'
Way too smart to act like I'm stupid
I get my advice from Mike Rubin

I'm not by myself, my whole crew lit
Next year Chanel, I put her in that new print
It is what it is, I can't make no excuses
I hit the whole group
Do that make me a groupie?

Balenciaga coat, this is not Gucci
We went city to city in bulletproofs
You can't run with my gang
They gon' bully you
Been had switches
I know what them fullies do

I'm a vibe
Let me know what you wanna do
Ain't no fun by yourself
Bring a friend or two
We be ménaging, that boost up his ego
She a lil' demon off that Casamigos
Yeah, Baby

Tell 'em my niña, my bitch, she a rider
I got a shooter and I got a driver
They want that heat, I'm the only provider
Little bad foreign bitch, word to Fivio
Niggas know the vibe
That's word to Five, yo
Beef, we 'bout to resolve, yo
Pull up on a opp, do we have a problem?

There's no autotune on me
Is there? (Nope)
Don't mean a rapper when
I say bitches ride the wave
Floodin' my watch, but ain't givin'
A clown the time of day

Ain't-ain't talkin' Christmas
Wouldn't holla in my holidays
I-I fuck with niggas that be
Shootin' at they opps for days

Trust me (Trust me)
They gon' let me know (Know)
They gon' rep me
When they catch you lackin'
The .45 special flow (Flow)
They gon' wet you, yo (Yo)
Yes, I'm always good for the bag
Niggas gon' hop out on that ass
Ski mask

Heavy on the ski mask, too
And the ski mask ain't for the pandemi'
It go with the semi
Paid a pretty damn penny
Brr
Ski mask way