Mean Business (Up The Rate) lyrics

[Intro]
Ahhh, ahh, ahh, hahaha
That jawn still bumps
Mm, mm, mm (Turn that up slatt)
Mm, mm, mm, mm (Aye free Lil [?], free G Grey)

[Verse]
Turn my music up and when you listen hold yo’ choppas up (Aye hold them choppas up)
If I want you dead, I’m on yo’ ass, it ain’t no dogin’ us (Ain’t no dodgin’ us)
Indirect, the only way them pussies send some shots at us (Send no shots at us)
Ain’t no searchin’ an artist, I’m preformin’ with this choppa tucked (I got this choppa tucked)
Applyin’ too much pressure on opps
They send b*tches to get you locked (Get you locked)
I’m fightin’ all these demons
Got me feelin’ like my blessings blocked (Got me feelin’ like they blocked)
I’m the one who saved the day, I had to think outside the box (Think outside that box)
Straight A, how we get away, I had to high speed on the Narcs (Skrr)
I be thumbin’ through them hundreds, you was scrollin’ through my page (Scorollin’ through my page)
This lil body f*cked me up, it had me goin’ through a phase (Aye I was goin’ through a phase)
I’m tryna’ make it out before they try to lock me in the cage (They tryna’ lock me in that cage)
You either give it up or get hit with these buck shots out the gauge (Boom, boom, boom)
Don’t give f*ck bout where I go, as long as this Draco shoot (Nah, as long as Draco shoot)
Lay down in yo’ neighbor yard, you ain’t at home, I wait on you (Ain’t home, I wait on you)
Pooh Shiesty, you know I play it smart
But I got slimey moves (Cause I’m that slimey dude)
CGE, secret society, no we cannot recruit (Still can’t recruit)
I hit the studio and drop a hit after I drop some sh*t (Imma drop some sh*t)
If I ever go up for the shotty, it ain’t no blockin’ it (It ain’t no blockin’ it)
I chop the b*tch
But I need some info before I drop the b*tch (Before I drop the b*tch)
Got the scoops on everywhere he be
You choose which block to hit (Aye you choose n*gga)
Dead guys, even by myself I’m with them dead guys (I’m with the dead guys)
I didn’t like the hoe attitude, but I can’t lie her head fire (Can’t lie, her head fire)
My eyes red, I’m rollin’, GG4 up in the redeye (Redeye)
Automatic AUG, look pretty when them shells fly (Brrrd-Brrd)
I been on some robbin’ sh*t
Today I got my pole with me (I got my pole with me)
And if I flip up off this bridge
I got n*ggas gon’ jump with me (n*ggas gon’ jump with me)
Imma step on you before I let a n*gga stomp on me (Stomp on me)
And tote it in ya lap
Don’t put no choppa in yo’ trunk with me (Aye put it in yo’ seat)
Aye this hoe molly clean, but I swear to God, this a dirty coupe (Aye this a dirty coupe)
I’m ridin’ right or wrong, I don’t give a f*ck what BIG30 do (Whatever he do cool)
Forever f*ck the system, they tryna’ come and take all the troops (Free the troops)
And you the type to squeal when them people come put the hurt on you (I heard [?])
A blind man could see that it’s first degree if you play with me (Brrd)
Coolin’ in the A’, I’m with some stars, we at the bakery (At the bakery)
Got a b*tch for every letter, we gon’ go through A to Z (Aye go through A to Z)
You won’t make it through emergency, thinkin’ bout apein’ me (Thinkin’ bout’ apein’ me)
[Outro]
Brrd, brrd, brrd, huh , brrd