To the Business lyrics
by Flight
[Intro]
Uh, hear me out
(Yo' young boy, what's your name, bro?)
Man, these guys be stupid as hell, man
(How do you say your name? Young Mooski?)
You gon' really choose a dude like that versus me?
I mean on some humble ish, man, I mean that's whatever, hear me
(Young Mooski the plug)
[Chorus]
Say you don't want a n*gga like me, then you must be trippin' (Trippin')
Wake up, pack a wood, then it's back to that business (Business)
Gettin' this paper, something your n*gga sure isn't
I came out wet, so how the f*ck can I be caught out here drippin'?
Say you don't want a n*gga like me, then you must be trippin' (Uh)
Wake up, pack a wood, then it's back to that business (Business)
Gettin' this paper, something your n*gga sure isn't
I came out wet, so how the f*ck can I be caught out here drippin'?
[Verse 1]
Smokin' weed with my shoes off 'cause that sh*t might be laced (Uh)
Run a check up, walking bank to these women, no Chase
His girl keep f*ckin' with Santa Claus 'cause all she do is slay (Ho, ho, ho)
Why you only come around when you need to get paid? (Why? Why?)
I don't jack my di*k outside so how could I beat round the bush? (Huh?)
I'm sagged and slanted off this kush, getting presidents, no Bush (Yeah)
She gave me her virginity, that's something a n*gga took (Took that sh*t)
Not like a dog, I got her on a leash, when I want she stays put (Flight Team stand up)
[Chorus]
Say you don't want a n*gga like me, then you must be trippin' (Trippin')
Wake up, pack a wood, then it's back to that business (Business)
Gettin' this paper, something your n*gga sure isn't
I came out wet, so how the f*ck can I be caught out here drippin'?
Say you don't want a n*gga like me, then you must be trippin' (Uh)
Wake up, pack a wood, then it's back to that business (Business)
Gettin' this paper, something your n*gga sure isn't
I came out wet, so how the f*ck can I be caught out here drippin'? (Young Mooski the plug)
[Verse 2]
Your pus*y makin' mac and cheese noises for n*ggas with no cheese (Hell nah)
b*tch, I'm my own boss, f*ck school, no degree (f*ck school)
And yeah, you can copy, but there's only gonna be one me (One me)
Pull up to the club with a team, all eyes still on me (FTC)
Look at the way she blowin', I'm the man of her dreams (Dreams)
But I'd rather smoke these jungle trees and get sick off lungs disease
Times will get tough, but when I drink and I puff (Uh)
Can't stop thinkin' 'bout my money 'cause I ain't seen enough (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, ooh)
[Chorus]
Say you don't want a n*gga like me, then you must be trippin' (Trippin')
Wake up, pack a wood, then it's back to that business (Business)
Gettin' this paper, something your n*gga sure isn't
I came out wet, so how the f*ck can I be caught out here drippin'?
Say you don't want a n*gga like me, then you must be trippin' (Uh)
Wake up, pack a wood, then it's back to that business (Business)
Gettin' this paper, something your n*gga sure isn't
I came out wet, so how the f*ck can I be caught out here drippin'?
[Outro]
You really?
You prefer to have a dude like that over me?
Imagine, okay, bet
I ain't trippin'
2020 ish, man, uh
(Young Mooski the plug)