Nav – My Business Lyrics Ft. Future
My Business Lyrics By Nav Feat. Future
Woo!
Open up the box, got bills in the kitchen
Hold me a bag and I’m coming to get it
Catch another flight and I’m changing my stay
[?] show you around my city
Gas [?], now everything lit
[?] got the vibes and they bringing all the B!tches
sh!t get sticky, I keep my blicky
Extra bleu cheese and extra guac, I’m part of the money-making committee
Heard them hating, they said that I’m dumb
But I ain’t going nowhere, who’re you kidding
After my show I got three ho’s on my side
Signed three letters on all of their titties
Getting these millions tryna get a billion
And I was born one day before Diddy
Invest in myself, made everything back
I just left Dior and I spent ten racks
Took a hundred-thousand out, playing catch
In a foreign doing burnouts
Had to get a burnout before I’m selling dope
One year, told my brother get out (let’s go)
Gotta see the [?] because it help me cope
I’m gonna let the pills do the work, I don’t wanna think no more
Got a girl holding me down
I don’t give a f**k about fvcking tings no more
I don’t give a f**k where I made my last check, I know I still want more
Used to care what people thought about me, I don’t give a f**k no more
Open up the box, got bills in the kitchen
Hold me a bag and I’m coming to get it
Catch another flight and I’m changing my stay
[?] show you around my city
Gas [?], now everything lit
[?] got the vibes and they bringing all the B!tches
sh!t get sticky, I keep my blicky
Extra bleu cheese and extra guac, I’m part of the money-making committee
Heard them hating, they said that I’m dumb
But I ain’t going nowhere, who’re you kidding
After my show I got three ho’s on my side
Signed three letters on all of their titties
Getting these millions tryna get a billion
And I was born one day before Diddy
Spend a Lambo truck just on bags
[?], turn down cash
Richard Mill ice is splash on splash
Got a lot of shooters and they ready to go crash
Call up [?] just to come through and spaz
You know how they work it, you know and they twerking
My cup full of dirty, the Glock hold a thirty
I don’t wanna talk cause it might be the feds
Looking at the [?], yeah it might be a brick
By the way the chain hit, sold a few bands
Walking with a chopper, gotta [?] my steps
Jimmy Choo shoes, I could [?] Thousand dollars apiece, I could walk on air
Look at my sleeves, got ice everywhere
Took a bit*h skiing out in Colorado
This bit*h doing dunks, call her [?] I shouldn’t have put a freak in [?] All the B!tched AP came with karats
Two-tone Audemars, rich a$$ habits