CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : My Business
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah (Woo)
(Woo)
I'm a boss, I’m minding my business
Open up the box, got bales in the kitchen
Owe me a bag and I'm coming to get it
Catch another flight and I change the aesthetic
You know I'm the man, I’ll show you 'round my city
Gas 93, now everything litty
Rooks got the vibes, said he bringin' all the b*t*hes
sh*t get sticky, gotta keep my blicky
Extra blue cheese and extra guac', I'm part of the money-making committee
Heard them hating, they said that I'm done, but I ain't going nowhere, who're you kidding?
After my show, I got three hoes and I signed three letters on all they titties
Getting these millions, tryna get a billion, I was born one day before Diddy
It’s hard to make it out where I came up at (Up at)
Invest in myself, made everything back (Make back)
I just left Dior and I spent ten racks (Ten racks)
Took a hundred thousand out, playin’ catch
In the foreign doing burnouts (Let's go)
Had to get a burnout phone to sell dope
One year ’til my brother get out (Let's go)
Gotta sip syrup 'cause it help me cope
I'ma just let the pills do the work, I don’t wanna think no more (Think no more)
Got a girl holdin' me down, I don't give a f**k about f**kin' tings no more
I don't give a f**k where I made my last check, I know I still want more (Want more)
Used to care about what people think about me, I don't give a f**k no more
Yeah
Yeah
Yeah (Woo)
(Woo)
I'm a boss, I’m minding my business
Open up the box, got bales in the kitchen
Owe me a bag and I'm coming to get it
Catch another flight and I change the aesthetic
You know I'm the man, I’ll show you 'round my city
Gas 93, now everything litty
Rooks got the vibes, said he bringin' all the b*t*hes
sh*t get sticky, gotta keep my blicky
Extra blue cheese and extra guac', I'm part of the money-making committee
Heard them hating, they said that I'm done, but I ain't going nowhere, who're you kidding?
After my show, I got three hoes and I signed three letters on all they titties
Getting these millions, tryna get a billion, I was born one day before Diddy
It’s hard to make it out where I came up at (Up at)
Invest in myself, made everything back (Make back)
I just left Dior and I spent ten racks (Ten racks)
Took a hundred thousand out, playin’ catch
In the foreign doing burnouts (Let's go)
Had to get a burnout phone to sell dope
One year ’til my brother get out (Let's go)
Gotta sip syrup 'cause it help me cope
I'ma just let the pills do the work, I don’t wanna think no more (Think no more)
Got a girl holdin' me down, I don't give a f**k about f**kin' tings no more
I don't give a f**k where I made my last check, I know I still want more (Want more)
Used to care about what people think about me, I don't give a f**k no more
