Square Bizzness

Yeah, y'all know who it is huh Tum Zilla ya dig, you know I got that blue monster On them blue D's mayn, square bidness huh That grey on grey slab huh, square bidness Everytime I step in, got them boys hating Keep them broads looking, square business Ride with the bang loud, cruise with the top down With a pretty round brown, square business Z-I double L to the A Lone Star hustler, 3rd Coast all day Fresh cruising, thinking due while I be Big baller belly, you can tell I get the cheese Haters hating, boppers still bopping I'm doing my thang homie, hell naw I ain't stopping Hit after hit, chick after chick Show after show, whip after whip Ask your ma, I hit the mall I don't play I damn near bought, red bird in one day Lil' Boosie talk, country down and cause hell Sliding through Dallas, way before the guards rail Grind time official, very rarely do I sleep Like the Purple Hulk, I'm on my million dollar creep Money on my mind, cheddar on my noggin I know that they plotting, no problem Flip the candy blue, coke white rag Blunt in my mouth, pick in my shag Dipping on Daytons, square bis' no faking Boom-boom-boom, got the whole block shaking I like my girls thick, like my money in hunds' Like my guns with drums, nigga who want some Damn can I live, stack a couple mills Zilla on now, on the beat Play-N-Skillz Show stopper, step in and turn heads Pull the first bop I see, cornbread fed Straight crazy, my hoes square wilding Crazy keep yapping, my scrill keep piling G-4, take it to the flo' They said I was done, but I'm back with some mo' Square business, off that How can I lose, the whole D got my back To tell the Costra Nostra, already yes sir Can't speak up, they whispering cause they scurred Aw shit, all blue wrist And your baby mama at the top, I'm bout to do this