No Problem, Fam Letra

Good times, yeah, yeah

B-b-birthday suit and some Coronas (Na na)
C-C-Coldplay singalongs at my house (Na na)
O-o-only you knew the way to my heart (Ooh na na)
Boy, that honeymoon period got me gassed up (Yeah-ah)
Lady treating my flat like hotel (Oh-oh-oh)
Lady tell me she allergic to her phone bills (Oh-oh-oh)
No-one gave me a sign to say she ain't my soul mate
All I hear are the lads yelling in the backseat like

Huhh, no problem, fam, I'm down
She's on it, fam, I'm down
Good times, yeah, yeah
Good times, yeah, yeah

No problem, fam, I'm down
She's on it, fam, I'm down
Good times, yeah, yeah
Good times, yeah, yeah

P-p-peng ting snaking like a python
S-s-so much back I see it from the front
She's a fan of Fresh Prince, I almost bought the ring
Till she mixed up Ashley and Hilary
She be taking selfies every hour
And just before she go sleep she wear make-up
No-one gave me a sign to say she ain't my soul mate
All I hear are the lads yelling in the backseat like

Huhh, no problem, fam, I'm down
She's on it, fam, I'm down
Good times, yeah, yeah
Good times, yeah, yeah

No problem, fam, I'm down
She's on it, fam, I'm down
Good times, yeah, yeah
Good times, yeah, yeah

Good times
Yeah yeah
Good times
Yeah yeah
Good times
Yeah yeah
Good times
Yeah yeah
Good times