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French Montana - Business (Official Audio)
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
French Montana
French Montana
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Karim Kharbouch
Karim Kharbouch
Songwriter
Bryan Attmore
Bryan Attmore
Songwriter
Christopher Ward
Christopher Ward
Songwriter
Tee Romano
Tee Romano
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Tee Romano
Tee Romano
Producer
BoogzDaBeast
BoogzDaBeast
Producer
Fabian Marasciullo
Fabian Marasciullo
Mixing Engineer
Colin Leonard
Colin Leonard
Mastering Engineer
Hitmaka
Hitmaka
Producer

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(Hitmaka) (Romano) And I come from where I had no pot to piss in M-M-Milli with no ice, I'm out here rocking Richard's Birkin, YSL, my ho can't tell the difference (haan) And you gon' have to die, I catch you in my business (haan) Thirty racks and nina's, my bitch mad, she got to have it Hell-Hellcat on the demon, hop out with that go-go gadget VVS, these no SIs, you can't tell the difference And you gon' have to die, I catch you in my business I done floss so much I got to see a dentist (woah) Bitch think she Serena, all the ice is tennis (brr, yeah) Check my face card nigga, it ain't got no blemish And fuck niggas, get blitzed at the line of scrimmage L-L-Lambo truck, I swear these bitches in Bughatti's whippin' Thirty-three M's on my bullshit, I'm Scottie Pippen Tried to put me in a box, had to Roddy Ricch it Big house up in the sky, made it out the trenches (sheesh) And I left that ho alone I gave the city back they thots hope they made it home Yeah, I just covered up my heart with chrome (haan) Screaming free my niggas 'til they home (Freebandz) That's just how I'm living (haan) And I come from where I had no pot to piss in M-M-Milli with no ice, I'm out here rocking Richard's Birkin, YSL, my ho can't tell the difference (haan) And you gon' have to die, I catch you in my business (haan) Thirty racks and nina's, my bitch mad, she got to have it (baow) Hell-Hellcat on the demon, hop out with that go-go gadget VVS, these no S signs, you can't tell the difference And you gon' have to die, I catch you in my business She was geekin' for attention, gave her to the streets Necklace cost your pension, we hop out in fleeks Take the "What" and leave the "What", all I got to eat See me out in public, I look like a Sheikh Niggas swear that they was gangstas, we play for keeps That's a rental not a purchase Boy go pay your lease Say the richest in the room pro'ly say the least Well, I ain't got nothin' to say better receipt Ridin' in the coup with a bitch that barely eat She think she unique I just left her in the sheets (haan) And at they out to rob us So I'm trappin' You know I keep the heat Brought up in the trenches Boy don't make me reach (pow! Pow! Pow! Pow!) And I come from where I had no pot to piss in M-M-Milli with no ice, I'm out here rocking Richard's Birkin, YSL, my ho can't tell the difference (haan) And you gon' have to die, I catch you in my business (haan) Thirty racks and nina's, my bitch mad, she got to have it (baow) Hell-Hellcat on the demon, hop out with that go-go gadget VVS, these no S signs, you can't tell the difference And you gon' have to die, I catch you in my business
Writer(s): Gregory S. Perry, Angelo Bond, Christian Ward, Jahmal Desmond Gwin, Karim Kharbouch, Terrance Harrison, Tee Romano, Ace Redd, Sean Aaron Momberger Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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