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crystal ash – business lyrics

[verse 1: fijimacintosh]
i’m at the spot right now, uh
walkin’ this b+tch ’round the world
we gon’ get the bl!cky
b+tch, quit lookin’ at my phone
ho, better mind yo’ business, yeah
i finesse you out yo’ sh+t right now, that’s how i’m feelin’, uh
and he can’t put no fear my heart, i only got feelings
i can’t date that b+tch for nothin’, i’m like “b+tch, not my feelings, yeah”
don’t try to give me no advice, f+ck you and your opinion
i keep business, business, n+gga, this sh+t never finished, yeah
i hate when a n+gga call me “brother”, we not brothers
i hate when a n+gga call me “gang”, we not gang
i hate when a n+gga try to do the same thing, yeah
tell the judge to free [?] outta the chain gang
b+tch, i’m posted in the hills, i let my chain hang, uh
hate the bust+down, i need a plain jane, yeah, skellington
aps, no apologies, uh, b+tch, we got rpgs for the rivalries

[chorus: fijimacintosh]
she say she love me, if it’s real, tear it on your arteries
i honestly feel like n0body can fulfill my needs
the way i’m livin’, i’m gon’ need a autobiography
it cost a fee to even take a f+ckin’ picture with me
i hang with k!llers, all my n+ggas, they got felonies
my dog got rich, i leave to crash the trackhawk every week
and i rock everything designer, i can’t do no’n’ cheap
li’l’ ho keep blowin’ up my phone talkin’ ’bout some ass and t++th
she’s started bein’ this b+tch
[verse 2: crystal ash]
woke up and i’m gettn’ rich, all of y’all mad i got diamonds on me
i walk in the club with a stick, irish my drip, i got chrome on my jeans
don’t f+ck with you because you are a little b+tch
i make that cash, you ain’t even make little bits
feel like i murder, the way that i k!ll a b+tch
b+tch, i been k!llin’ sh+t, run up and drove away and i’m up inside the whip
my bank weigh a ton and your bank is lighter
don’t pull up, be dumb, get hit with the fire

[chorus: fijimacintosh]
if it’s real, tear it on your arteries
i honestly feel like n0body can fulfill my needs
the way i’m livin’, i’m gon’ need a autobiography
it cost a fee to even take a f+ckin’ picture with me
i hang with k!llers, all my n+ggas, they got felonies
my dog got rich, i leave to crash the trackhawk every week
and i rock everything designer, i can’t do no’n’ cheap
li’l’ ho keep blowin’ up my phone talkin’ ’bout some ass and t++th
she’s started bein’ this b+tch

- crystal ash lyrics

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