My Business (feat. Future)

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah

Yeah (Woo)

(Woo)

I'm a boss, I'm minding my business

Open up the box, got bales in the kitchen

Owe me a bag and I'm coming to get it

Catch another flight and I change the aesthetic

You know I'm the man, I'll show you 'round my city

Gas 93, now everything litty

Rooks got the vibes, said he bringin' all the bitches

Shit get sticky, gotta keep my blicky

Extra blue cheese and extra guac', I'm part of the money-making committee

Heard them hating, they said that I'm done, but I ain't going nowhere, who're you kidding?

After my show, I got three hoes and I signed three letters on all they titties

Getting these millions, tryna get a billion, I was born one day before Diddy

It's hard to make it out where I came up at (Up at)

Invest in myself, made everything back (Make back)

I just left Dior and I spent ten racks (Ten racks)

Took a hundred thousand out, playin' catch

In the foreign doing burnouts (Let's go)

Had to get a burnout phone to sell dope

One year 'til my brother get out (Let's go)

Gotta sip syrup 'cause it help me cope

I'ma just let the pills do the work, I don't wanna think no more (Think no more)

Got a girl holdin' me down, I don't give a fuck about fuckin' tings no more

I don't give a fuck where I made my last check, I know I still want more (Want more)

Used to care about what people think about me, I don't give a fuck no more

I'm a boss, I'm minding my business (My business)

Open up the box, got bales in the kitchen

Owe me a bag and I'm coming to get it

Catch another flight and I change the aesthetic

You know I'm the man, I'll show you 'round my city

Gas 93, now everything litty

Rooks got the vibes, said he bringin' all the bitches

Shit get sticky, gotta keep my blicky

Extra blue cheese and extra guac', I'm part of the money-making committee

Heard them hating, they said that I'm done, but I ain't going nowhere, who're you kidding?

After my show, I got three hoes and I signed three letters on all they titties

Getting these millions, tryna get a billion, I was born one day before Diddy

Post in Cha-nay-nay, I treat it like a trap

Spent a Lambo' truck just on bags

I ain't seen a bitch yet turn down cash

Richard Mille icy, splash on splash

Got a lot of shooters and they ready to go crash

Call up the vibes just to come through and spazz

Brr, brr, you know how they work it

Brr, brr, you know, and they twerking

Brr, brr, my cup full of dirty

Brr, brr, the Glock hold a thirty

I don't wanna talk 'cause it might be the feds

Looking at the wrist, yeah, that might be a brick

By the way the chain hit, sold a few bales

Walkin' with a chopper, gotta take small steps

Jimmy Choo shoes, I could walk through Hell

Five thousand apiece, I can walk on air

Look at my sleeves, got ice everywhere

Took a bitch skiing out in Colorado, woo

This bitch doing dust, she off Colorado, woo

I shouldn't've put the freak in the Bentayga, woo

Bought a bitch an AP, came with carats

Two-tone Audemars, rich ass habits

Splurgin' in Hermes, spent a G Wagen

Feed a bitch shrimp 'cause a **** ain't crabbin'

Boss, and I'm minding my business

Sleepin' in the trap, got bales in the kitchen

Secured my bag and it came with a chicken

Went and catch a flight, I done switched up baguettes

King Pluto, ooh, I run my city

Me and my slimes gon' handle that business

My little brother NAV gon' share your bitch

Shit get bloody, yeah, shit get sticky

Extra cheese, gotta kill all the rats, and the cups, they muddy, yeah

When you havin' spill, havin' paper, these bitches gon' leave her hubby, yeah

After my shows, I'ma take a few hoes, I'ma turn my dressing room to a strip club

When I get a billion, I'ma keep a trillion, ain't never stopped me from sippin' my 'Tussin

I'm a boss, I'm minding my business

Open up the box, got bales in the kitchen

Owe me a bag and I'm coming to get it

Catch another flight and I change the aesthetic

You know I'm the man, I'll show you 'round my city

Gas 93, now everything litty

Rooks got the vibes, said he bringin' all the bitches

Shit get sticky, gotta keep my blicky

Extra blue cheese and extra guac', I'm part of the money-making committee

Heard them hating, they said that I'm done, but I ain't going nowhere, who're you kidding?

After my show, I got three hoes and I signed three letters on all they titties (NAV)

Getting these millions, tryna get a billion, I was born one day before Diddy (Woo)