Gunna - Business Is Business [Drip Harder] lyrics

[Gunna:] Yeah, yah Uh Run that back, Turbo Yeah I tote a TEC 'cause ni**as 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 Puttin' Ms in all the Mercedes Spend a whole M in the mall, boy you crazy Clinch to that sh*t, 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 fu*kin' 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 goin' through a phase I doubled up and got my b*tches straight You learned how to drip from you watchin' my page ni**as be tossin', somebody decay Off-White'd the coupe and the inside is beige I pop this sh*t like I've been doin' for ages So many dead faces I got me a grave YSL, ni**a 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 Bouncin' my life, got my back off the rope Too real can't turn my back on the bros I tote a TEC 'cause ni**as 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 Puttin' Ms in all the Mercedes Spend a whole M in the mall, boy you crazy Clinch to that sh*t, bet' not trust your old lady Business is business, so you gotta pay me [Lil Baby:] Brought out a dub and I'm ready to spend it You dropped the ball I got it, we winnin' Spaceship for a car that ain't rented They know who I am, I ain't walkin' 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 playin' 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 keepin' my ratchet My b*tch the baddest, she ain't bougie, she ratchet I get him flipped, then I buy him a casket I'm servin' real, I ain't just singin', rappin' I got on Soldier Re's, they're classics I got a .31 doin' gymnastics I sold a brick, it was still in the package $6,500 was spent on this coat Got a b*tch in the condo, she snortin' the coke I don't wanna fu*k her just want the throat I'm savin' my money, I ain't goin' broke Don't want no handouts, that sh*t ain't no joke They listen up when I speak, I'm the pope I'm bringin' cash, ain't payin' no notes I got the stick just in case they want smoke [Gunna:] I tote a TEC 'cause ni**as 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) Puttin' Ms in all the Mercedes Spend a whole M in the mall, boy you crazy Clinch to that sh*t, bet' not trust your old lady (b*tches ain't sh*t) Business is business, so you gotta pay me (Business is business)