Stand On Business (feat. Aweezy & Cal1sto)

You're a shoulda, woulda, coulda dude. Why couldn't you

Keep on walking with your chest out, but you ain't bulletproof

Stop worrying bout I'm on and go take a look at you

Brodie keep a suttin in his pouch call him a Kangaroo

We S.O.B we Stand On Business, stand on you

I need some hunnid bills, you'd think I'm banging blue

Get out my DMs talking bout I'll manage you

I just told Brodie kick the cup that shit gone damage you

I just wake up and do better that's progression

I shoulda knew you weren't my kind… man I learnt my lesson

All these packs coming fyeee you ain't gotta check em

I just landed in Dubai... I just gotta check in

My heart is clean but they gon' label me a criminal

I just dirtied up my Lemonade, I'm Lyrical

Get up off yo ass, stop waiting on a miracle

My scales…are digital

You're broke that's why you miserable

Just buy the work off me and I can offer safer passage

I only sell the white that's fully pure cos I'm a fascist

And I just vanished me a bird of ? … call it magic

I'm smoking on Gelato 33 cos its a classic

You see my cup in every fucking vid cos its a habit

Can't listen to your music its like tennis its a racket

My homies doing dealings with a Scott who isn't Travis

He serving in a city where the people eating Haggis

I only got the light and dark ain't selling Fifty Shades

In the bando tying up the white girl like Mr Grey

He only wants a daughter of the miley, Billy Ray

Boy I'm pouring up the mud you know I made that **** wait

You aint with the Mob, and you don't know me. You can't run a joke

My homie like a viking with the sword he likes to cut a throat

You're cruisin for a bruisin or a bullet or a proper poke

I'm cooking up the coke its clean and foaming like a bottle soap

You're a shoulda, woulda, coulda dude. Why couldn't you?

Keep on walking with your chest out, but you ain't bulletproof

Stop worrying bout I'm on and go take a look at you

Brodie keep a suttin in his pouch call him a Kangaroo

We S.O.B we Stand On Business, stand on you

I need some hunnid bills, you'd think I'm banging blue

Get out my DMs talking bout I'll manage you

I just told Brodie kick the cup that shit gone damage you

G41 pack a punch got me thru the roof

Spend 7hunna on some kicks just to ash on the shoes

You want a 1 or 36 I'll put it on the tube

Banksy how my bro spill paint and he ain't leave no clues

We got good margins on exotics bih we get dem thru

A dirty game I hit the road I dirty Mountain Dew

Said you got it cheaper, go and get, shit I bet you do

Couple iPhones off some credit made like two baboons

Bitch I'm sippin drank, in my cup this ain't no Blue Lagoon

I was servin molly 15 I'm sellin sand dunes

Bad habits bitch I sip lean, my cup Piru

Bro told me kick the codeine but I ain't trying to

White girl shorty off the bleach made her nose bleed

Can't decide between the cream or peach I put a deuce in each

Standin on some business got it off the Crete

I made a play like NBA I'm smoking Gary P

You're a shoulda, woulda, coulda dude. Why couldn't you?

Keep on walking with your chest out, but you ain't bulletproof

Stop worrying bout I'm on and go take a look at you

Brodie keep a suttin in his pouch call him a Kangaroo

We S.O.B we Stand On Business, stand on you

I need some hunnid bills, you'd think I'm banging blue

Get out my DMs talking bout I'll manage you

I just told Brodie kick the cup that shit gone damage you