FTN Qwan - Business Lyrics

Standing on that business, nigga
Niggas ain't really standing on a business for real
F*ck
Like how you standing on that business , little nigga you sinking bra

I'm standing right over you niggas trying to get my money up
I don't need no handouts, know the shit in my draws, I don't need no toilet, bra
You play with the gang, you count your days, we f*cking around, we setting you up
My niggas strapped out with a double K, my nigga gon' blow you up

That bitch got switch on the back, the bitch like a bottle, my nigga spray you up
And you know how i get, you know how I walk around, I'm sipping that double cup
Sipping this shit, out the bottle can't f*ck with the kid, you know I'm gon' f*ck you up
And I can't f*ck around with these people, these niggas be gay as shit

Falling out bout a bitch, be the number on thing that be gettin nigga ass hit
Aint play Madden in the while , but I'm up and willing, I'm f*cking around, I'm sending a blitz
Ill Sit a nigga ass down, you know he gon' snitch, you know that he pleading the fifth
Niggas be stitching on your gang , stay up out the way

F*ck around, let him run, that switch gon' hit his way
We left that f*ck nigga stankin, that Drake had hit his face
And I know that nigga that hitting them licks , but I can't say no name
And I can't say no name, I just stay out the way

Until my name call, I'm staying on business, Ima up at his face
I walk with shit on, I'm walking with Debbie, you know I'm talking my cake
You know they you dead wrong, we throwing them L's, so you can't hang with the gang
I'm standing on loyalty bout the business, you know I'm speaking for
Done lost another family member today

That shit ain't sitting, bra
I'm pulling liquor to the face, till a nigga slumped over
You f*ck the gang, you ass get rolled in a pack, we'll leave a nigga slumped over
I'm in the city in a couple months

These bitch ass niggas bet not press me, cause I'ma get it done
I'ma crash out, bout my niggas, know I'm on the run
Just know I'm sliding for them L's, cause niggas hating for what
Ain't bout shit, it's bout a bitch, these niggas sick as shit

These niggas fold , they ain't letting go they hiding behind them clicks
No bob the builder, I'ma wing that stick
I'ma let my toolie hit
I'ma spread that money, till my motherf*cking fingers stick

It ain't no giving up
I'm grinding forever
Hope a nigga stay pressure
I keeping god close, shut my eyes

And I start seeing devils
Don't play with the gang
You have your mans last time
Hearing a shovel

Put his ass in the casket
Play with the gang
And thats where we left him
Like, how you standing on that business

Little nigga, you sinking, bro
Im standing all over these niggas
Trying to get my money up
I don't need no handouts

Know this shit in my draws
I don't need no toilet, bra
You play with the gang
You counting your days

We f*ck around, set you up