[Intro]
(Deuce make it slap)

[Chorus: ConradFromDaAves]
Big body Benz, big Balenciaga's on
I'll bounce out and rob a n***a, I believe in dollars
Got no limit when it's time to get it
Gotta get it, get it how you live
Solve the problem fuck another n***a problem
Let him solve his own business, shouldn't be scrimmaging
Only into to gettin it gettin it gettin it infinite
Ain't rollin wit no whinny n***as, n***as feminine
I'm really really BoutaBag fuck a business
N***a, fuck a business
Get rich, gang shit, imma sit in it
Fuck a business
Get rich, gang shit, imma sit in it

[Verse 1: Bravo The Bagchaser]
Aye bitch I got no chill
Bussdown I got no deal
Big drill hoe, ion ,need no pill
Everybody for fake but we for real
I got money, I got drugs, I got stacks hoe
If I'm down bad I'm runnin through a backdoor
N***as rappin like they have it, they don't have it though
If you speakin on the gang watch yo back hoe
7.62's, .45's I pack those
D04's on my momma I slap those
.57 to your head if you act bold
And I be lookin like a rapper but I trap though
Mosho on the keyboard
I let bitches go, ion keep whores
I be crashin Masi's, I'm on speed mode
Strip a n***a for his shit like I'm Deebo
[Chorus: ConradFromDaAves]
Big body Benz, big Balenciaga's on
I'll bounce out and rob a n***a, I believe in dollars
Got no limit when it's time to get it
Gotta get it, get it how you live
Solve the problem fuck another n***a problem
Let him solve his own business, shouldn't be scrimmaging
Only into to gettin it gettin it gettin it infinite
Ain't rollin wit no whinny n***as, n***as feminine
I'm really really BoutaBag fuck a business
N***a, fuck a business
Get rich, gang shit, imma sit in it
Fuck a business
Get rich, gang shit, imma sit in it

[Verse 2: TruCarr]
Big bank, put my n***as on that's a big plate
How the fuck you fly, walk around and your bitch ain't
Which way, I just turn it cold then a bitch skate
I could fuck around and turn your bad day to a good day
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Imma cut em off, why? if they ,don't benefit
Keep it a hunnid witchu I ain't gone lie, I ain't feelin it
All these n***as hoes, these n***as feminine
Don't come fuck around with my folk that's my kin and them
Always gotta keep a pole in my deni-nim
If you know me then you know i'm bout my m&m's
All blue hunnids, I could do sum
(Put it on yo head!)
[Chorus: ConradFrmDaAves]
Fuck a business
Get rich, gang shit, imma sit in it
Fuck a business
Get rich, gang shit, imma sit in it
Fuck a business
Get rich, gang shit, imma sit in it
Fuck a business
Get rich, gang shit, imma sit in it