Bad Business

yea, yea, yea, yea, yea, yea (hahahahaha) Yea, up in this bitch wit the cutter on me Bitch I'm on bad business Yea, these niggas keep stackin they ego up I guess it's time to brag different I'm sendin my goons to handle the business I give em the glock wit the mag in it Not finna get crossed up That's why i park the car It always be backed in And I'm makin shit happen When they see me they knowin I'm bringin these racks in Got em thinkin I'm ex-military, got all the tactics Bitch I'm in control, jus like a fascist Line up your car, let's see who the fastest Vroom vroom, nigga speedin off In the dust that nigga get left off Lil nigga sad, go give him a pep talk This premium gas got me finna cough (cough, cough) Damn abracadabra nigga, got my knife i feel like ima stab a nigga The f*ck is you lookin at muthafucker, I'm not no average rappin nigga Lil hoe wanna f*ck, but ian no rabbit, nigga A bitch keep talkin behind my back, the f*ck is you cappin for nigga Youn get no hoes, and your song lame, the f*ck is you rappin for nigga And I'm leaving early from the function with a plate, go head and wrap it up nigga (haha)