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business owner - teejayx6 lyrics

[intro]
(h*lluva made this beat, baby)

[verse 1: teejayx6]
jumped off the porch early ’cause i had to take my first steps
before i walk in any walmart, i take a deep breath
blowin’ a six*gram wood, this sh*t got me takin’ deep breaths
got booked for a show, i bring my strap just for defense
i ain’t wanna buy no weed from that n*gga ’cause it’s decent
you ain’t even got fifty dollars for your nails, girl, beat it
buyin’ beans out the library but i acted like i was readin’
they couldn’t tell i was a fake walmart employee with this vest on
sent my auntie in boa so she can get a bank loan
hit the road with some cars and came back with a bank*roll
flew out to atlanta, i just made a fresh bank*roll
i know the real reason this b*tch cute, she got make*up on
f*ck a n*gga b*tch, then i said, “put your clothes on”
i think her husband comin’ inside the crib i put my clothes on
that n*gga think he tough, i robbed the n*gga in the red zone
’bout to open up an llc, i’m a business owner (shoo)

[chorus: bandgang lonnie bands]
huh
b*tch, i’m with the hitman (with the hitman), he’ll see him (shoo)
i’ll smack you with the left hand (with the left hand), like you tina turner (b*tch)
i scammed my main man’s (my main man’s), if you let him burn one (f*ck you)
i’ll f*ck my man’s b*tch (i’ll f*ck it), if she really worth it (f*ck it)
[verse 2: bandgang lonnie bands]
god, can you please bring me back from canada? (ooh)
yeah, i made my first hundred down from detroit to south beach (ooh)
i’m talkin’ ’bout slide, [?] (aw)
they talkin’ ’bout the clown? ooh, deaf man (uh)
say my name eatin’ my*better get a vest*ie (shoo, boy)
if it ain’t no poody from managin’, they don’t know he was the tech man (real)
he was out eatin’ watches (shoo), n*gga, we ain’t play pac*man (for real)
i done f*ck my city up, now everybody scammin’ (for real)
trap one, trap two
laptop, blue eyes (huh? ayy)
black lion (shoo, shoo), hit jahmir’s, crogar hit the jackpot (huh, huh)
n*gga, strap more (shoo, shoo)
five glocks, two chops (shoo, shoo)
slide down his block
pshh, you give me no top

[verse 3: sada baby]
hmm
i can’t f*ck my man’s b*tch, but i’ll smoke her, huh
especially if she actin’ like she ain’t supposed to
i’ve been sh*ttin’ on these n*ggas, put the opps on posters
hmm, yeah, fancy with the drick, straight drop on coasters
i drew fifty shots, then he goin’ to the corner
threw a n*gga in a box, poody met me at that corner
choppa bounce, he got shots, clip long like a spoiler
let off smoke like a m*ffler, b*tch i’m speedin’ if it’s war, ain’t i?
you got questions? bring them answers to the door, ayy, i (hmm)
we got memphis, d, and teejay, you could get his paypal (huh)
no, my clip ain’t quarantining ’cause that b*tch stay out (hmm)
fortnite, knock a n*gga, don’t forget to shake down
[chorus: bandgang lonnie bands]
b*tch, i’m with the hitman, he’ll see him
i’ll smack you with the left hand, like you tina turner
i scammed my main man, if you let him burn one
i’ll f*ck my man’s b*tch, if she really worth it

- teejayx6 lyrics

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