Business Is Business Songtext
von Lil Baby & Gunna

Yeah, yah
Uh
Run that back, Turbo

Yeah

I tote a TEC ′cause niggas be shady
And a surfboard 'cause we′re really wavy
I need some love to go with this hate
Give mama a hug, we finally made it
PuttinG Ms in all the Mercedes
Spend a whole M in the mall, boy you crazy
Bitches ain't shit, bet' not trust your old lady
Business is business, so you gotta pay me


Uh, Bentleys on Bentleys, we mob through the A
Benjis on Benjis, we stack every day
Business is business, so you gotta pay
New Lamborghinis make me wanna race
Still eat fettuccini, I′m stuck in my ways
My bed Tempur-Pedic, I fucking get paid
My flow a disease, kill these rappers like AIDS
Yves St. Laurent on the lens of my shades
Gunna back up, I was going through a phase
I doubled up and got my bitches straight
You learned how to drip from you watching my page
Niggas be tossing, somebody decay
Off-White′d the coupe and the inside is beige
I pop this shit like I've been doing for ages
So many dead faces I got me a grave
YSL, nigga say "Slatt" every day
I pop me a pill, one got stuck in my throat
This Rollie a Presi′, I don't need to vote
Your ho super ready, she at my condo
I stay with that 9, they should call me Marlo
I′m the greatest of all, my emoji is goat
Bouncing my life, got my back off the rope
Too real I can't turn my back on the bros

I tote a TEC ′cause niggas be shady
And a surfboard 'cause we're really wavy
I need some love to go with this hate
Give mama a hug, we finally made it
Putting Ms in all the Mercedes
Spend a whole M in the mall, boy you crazy
Bitches ain′t shit, bet′ not trust your old lady
Business is business, so you gotta pay me


Brought out a dub and I'm ready to spend it
You dropped the ball I got it, we winning
Spaceship for a car that ain′t rented
They know who I am, I ain't walking through Lenox
It didn′t take long, I ran up them racks
Bought it, ain't like it, ain′t takin it back
I shoulda playing linebacker, I want a sack
I got this cheetah print all on my jacket
I got the belt and the shoes to match it
I'm from the hood, I'm keeping my ratchet
My bitch the baddest, she ain′t bougie, she ratchet
I get him flipped, then I buy him a casket
I′m serving real, I ain't just singing, rapping
I got on Soldier Re′s, they're classics
I got a 31 doing gymnastics
I sold a brick, it was still in the package
Sixty five hundred was spent on this coat
(Got a bitch in the condo, she snorting the coke)
I don′t wanna fuck her just want the throat
I'm saving my money, I ain′t going broke
Don't want no handouts, that shit ain't no joke
They listen up when I speak, I′m the pope
I′m bringing cash, ain't paying no notes
I got the stick just in case they want smoke

I tote a TEC ′cause niggas be shady
And a surfboard 'cause we′re really wavy (Surfboard)
I need some love to go with this hate
Give mama a hug, we finally made it (Finally made it)
Putting Ms in all the Mercedes
Spend a whole M in the mall, boy you crazy
Bitches ain't shit, bet′ not trust your old lady
(Bitches ain't shit)
Business is business, so you gotta pay me
(Business is business)