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What? What? Yeah, I get busy in my Yeah (5Music) I get busy in my, I'm back on, woah I get busy in my, I'm back on road I get busy in my, I'm back on I get busy in my, yeah, yeah What? (Busy) pass the 40 crack your heads I get busy in my city, moving shit from A to Z And if you love no one above me, baby, drive this A to B And she get litty when she with me, sneaking pics behind the scenes I keep a blicky in my city 'cause these haters tryna scheme Beat my case, I'm back on road, got my passport on the go Where I'm at nobody knows, spin your block just spin the globe V.I.P lit at the show, now she wonders who I know Euro steppin' with my pole, after party full of smoke No more all day on the ends, niggas mad and opps are vexed Miss my dawg he calls collect, pass the 40 crack your heads I've been thinking a hundred mil' stuffed in the bank I've been enjoying life and you can tell by how I skank She keep tugging on my pants blicky on me, I can't dance Wanna fuck? Well now's your chance 'Cause tomorrow I'm in France Gang is here, who got the gas Fuck the price, we got the cash Fuck the Benz, we take the Jag Opps are vexed and niggas mad I get busy in my city, moving shit from A to Z And if you love no one above me baby, drive this A to B And she get litty when she with me sneaking pics behind the scenes I keep a blicky in my city 'cause these haters tryna scheme I get busy in my city, moving shit from A to Z And if you love no one above me baby, drive this A to B And she get litty when she with me, sneaking pics behind the scenes I keep a blicky in my city 'cause these haters tryna scheme Got a call and I just landed, Crodie said he got romantic But it's cool, he got this ramick, we accepting all the static My magician doing magic, suddenly your homie vanished We ain't cut from the same cloth, this a different type of fabric OG heard we trappin' knock, they like them youngins, well established I just got to switch from north to make my glizzy automatic Could have took that nigga girl, but I ain't wanna drive to Brampton All these rappers moving where to, so after this I'm going camping LB hitting off the lean, turn my Cad to Ps, 19 hunnid to a G This ain't close to what I need, different type of currencies You might not know what I mean Started out hanging with fiends Now we trappin' over seas I get busy in my city, moving shit from A to Z And if you love no one above me baby, drive this A to B And she get litty when she with me, sneaking pics behind the scenes I keep a blicky in my city 'cause these haters tryna scheme I get busy in my city, moving shit from A to Z And if you love no one above me baby, drive this A to B And she get litty when she with me, sneaking pics behind the scenes I keep a blicky in my city 'cause these haters tryna scheme What? Pass the 40 crack your heads
Writer(s): Niall Breslin, Declan Murphy, Justin Ryan, Aidan Lynch, Anthony Doran Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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