Mob Business (feat. Styles P & Benny the Butcher)

Uh-uh, uh, uh Uh, uh, they know Huh, it's my business, nigga Hmm, look We was hard-headed, underrated, cold-hearted Now they hate us, for the fact we made it the furthest (niggas better than niggas) Ninth-grader, when the feds made him a target He don't wanna do no wrong, just imitatin' his father Cop foreign, straight A, and Dodge Charger (skrrt) Brand-new glocks and drac's, they can't harm us (hahaha) True mobsters, smoke up, like weed rosters No impostors, look out, the streets watchin' Seen profits, it's beef, we bring chopsticks (dat-dat-dat) Many glocks spit, the switch is spittin' hot shit (brr) Know we locked in, from harlem, way to bompton And we top ten, on blogs, we be the topic Tell 'em stop it, we got it, them niggas dropped it Did a Gangsta Grillz with Drama, soon as I hopped in Steak and lobster, spilled blood over this pasta (dat-dat-dat-dat-dat) Used to play the rock with my niggas, I feel like hoffa Nigga, this mob business (they know) And I don't trust no niggas if it ain't my niggas You gon' die in the middle, so pick a side, nigga Nigga screamin' it's love, but he ain't ride with us He ain't ride, uh, it's do or die, nigga Just give me teflon love, until we die, nigga (teflon love) Whether right or you wrong, I'm gon' slide with you (BSF) Me and you against the world, I'm pickin' sides with you You know I'm ridin' with you, they know, uh We could ride on these niggas or we could walk and get 'em Fish-scale and the snorkel, when I had Porsche visions Took a block, then another block (facts) Now it's another drop in another spot Yeah, you fuckin' with niggas that get your brother popped (what up) Cartel shit, keep the L lit, I get his song, but never sell shit I've been totin' niggas, I never tell shit (never) Never mind, mind can't see what it never finds (uh, uh) Ten plugs in the room, makes it eleven lines (get it) Probably outside, in a porsche that is lemon-lime No, I ain't a Blood or a Crip, but I can send a sign They think I'm sayin' "buy" (buy) I'm really sayin' "bye" That's the Buffalo, the Yonkers, express full pie Colombian necktie, a hundred shots fly But I'd rather stay low, be cool, and get high Nigga, this mob business (They know) And I don't trust no niggas if it ain't my niggas You gon' die in the middle, so pick a side, nigga Nigga screamin' it's love, but he ain't ride with us He ain't ride, uh, it's do or die, nigga Just give me teflon love, until we die, nigga Whether right or you wrong, I'm gon' slide with you Me and you against the world, I'm pickin' sides with you You know I'm ridin' with you, they know, uh (The Butcher comin', nigga) I'm pickin' sides for my niggas, if I don't fuck with you, they won't It's vice versus so, sometimes I went into they smoke I knew them niggas lit, but I really get in this shit (I do) These rap niggas fallin' out about who you take pictures with (what) I build bonds, lil' niggas, some from bettin', some flippin' bricks These industry niggas 50-50, they hit or miss (damn) Niggas mad at Butch' for shit that they didn't get For ten years, I've been payin' for lawyers and sendin' pics (huh) At the hospital bed, by my dawg when they paralyzed me (remember that?) For that, we went through niggas hoods, and we terrorized 'em I got 50 guns, HK's and a pair of llama's Ayy, security, which trap's legal? It's marijuana (huh) Gettin' cash in my city, so if they askin' 'bout Benny I got a stack full of benny's, take a bad bitch to Denny's (bad bitch to Denny's) Yeah, and it's for my nigga duffel This BSF shit for life, I'll see you in a couple (let's go) Nigga, this mob business (they know) And I don't trust no niggas if it ain't my niggas You gon' die in the middle, so pick a side, nigga Nigga screamin' it's love, but he ain't ride with us He ain't ride, uh, it's do or die, nigga Just give me teflon love, until we die, nigga Whether right or you wrong, I'm gon' slide with you Me and you against the world, I'm pickin' sides with you You know I'm ridin' with you, they know