Standing on Business

English translation

I don't wanna talk, play geek

Half a ticket felt like ten G's

Millionaire still in the spot

Rollin' up, still love lean

I don't call a broke nigga opp

I don't give a rookie ho a thing

Lemon drop smell like Tris

I don't wanna talk, play geek

Half a ticket felt like ten G's

Millionaire still in the spot

Rollin' up, still love lean

I don't call a broke nigga opp

I don't give a rookie ho a thing

Lemon drop smell like Tris

Hope she know I don't want

I pull up foreign to your block (I pull up foreign to your block)

Nigga, I pull up foreign to your block where you rollin' at?

I got trap stars, millionaires in my Rolodex (I got trap stars)

Had to fuck up a couple million to get my focus back (to get my focus back)

My nigga raw, they be hittin' with no shoulder pads (with no shoulder pads)

All I really want is cash, better let her hold the stash

Cut her if she blow the bag

Truth be told, I want her friend

Nigga be hoes, front like they killers

Claiming it worked, act like they did it (claiming it worked)

Fuck all that playin', handle the business

Sittin' in a coupe from standin' on business

Fuck all that playin', handle the business

Sittin' in a coupe from standin' on business

Fuck all that playin', handle the business

Sittin' in a coupe from standin' on business

Fuck all that playin', handle the business

Sittin' in a coupe from standin' on business

Fuck all that playin', handle the business

Sittin' in a coupe from standin' on

As long as they print it, you know I'ma

(As long as they print it, you know I'ma get it) yeah

She fuck with your baby, I'm rich and I'm gifted

(She fuck with your baby, I'm rich and I'm gifted)

Get fly every day 'cause they might want a picture

(Get fly every day 'cause they might want a picture)

Get high every day 'cause this life get wicked

(Get high every day 'cause this life get wicked), real

Cold War, color money, get you some

Nigga scared to get rich or somethin'

Foreign cars, fast shit, pullin' up, can't even get a bitch to fuck

Rich nigga trophies, I'ma lift 'em up, every day is a different one (every day)

Nigga ain't mob, but I don't give a fuck

You know it's on if you mention us

Left wrist, retirement, 60 plus, Drac' in the back, FN in the front

Too much back end, I'm dealin' with drugs you wouldn't understand

Nigga be hatin', they once was a fan

Up out our bitch when that lil' shit ain't in

Crispy blue hundreds like I'm doin' scams

I'm doin' well, twistin' up grams (I'm doin' well)

I'm doin' well, rookie for Vans (I'm doin' well)

I got some shit to do, send an advance

Turn up the brand, I'm biddin' on land (turn up the brand)

The B-Mod shotgun, it's sittin' on land

Dealin' with pride, can't get a job (dealin' with pride)

Only one with it, it's hard to hide

Only bad bitches my Starfire (only bad bitches my Starfire)

Cut off them niggas, they starvin' now

Bitch, I'm the wave, no bigger than me

I'ma take care of you, keep it discreet

I ripped the doors off the Jeep (I-I ripped the doors off the Jeep)

Money on my mind, on repeat

La familia, this is not a game

She just took a picture in my chain

Drifting off, I've been losin' touch

Feelin' like I'm Pinky and the Brain

Every day, I'm tryna rule the world

If I fail, still think the same

12 years, still drink the same

Club indie, still made it rain

Pay a tip, I'll make her leave (I'll make her leave)

Shorty say the pussy all for me

Tell her, "Sell the pussy, not a dream"

Face, touchdown H-Town

Take a thick bitch to Galleria

Send my truck out to Bay now

I can flood the city like Katrina

Tell me where you at and where you need 'em

Amazon, the box is at your door

Pussy nigga better not move

You know face mob at your throat

Pockets full of money, full of smoke (full of smoke)

Chanelly sandals walkin' through the sand

Goyard printed on her tote

I just nodded off on the beach

I'm in Cabo on a boat

Wanna see you with your plate broke

Gotta kill the nigga playin' both

At first, I was green, but now I know

In the front and out the back door

Paranoid, I'm runnin' from the car

Had the red light but still go

I pull up foreign to your block, where you rollin' at?

(I pull up foreign to your block, where you rollin' at?)

I got trap stars, millionaires in my Rolodex

(I got trap stars, millionaires in my Rolodex)

Had to fuck up a couple million to get my focus back

My nigga raw, they be hittin' with no shoulder pads

All I really want is cash, better let her hold the stash

Cut her if she blow the bag

Truth be told, I want her friend

Nigga be hoes, front like they killers

Claimin' it worked, act like they did it

Fuck all that playin', handle the business

Sittin' in a coupe from standin' on business

Fuck all that playin', handle the business

Sittin' in a coupe from standin' on business

Fuck all that playin', handle the business

Sittin' in a coupe from standin' on business

Fuck all that playin', handle the business

Sittin' in a coupe from standin' on business

Fuck all that playin', handle the business

Sittin' in a coupe from standin' on-, yeah