(Verse 1)
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I'll handle you niggas with cannibal weapons
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Hanibal Lector, put a ham sandwich in this nan your scepter
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Ain't no referees we leave them breathless
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Swiss cheese I'm seeds then we eat them for breakfast
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Young and we restless, trying to make my ex set out the business
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In the kitchen, I'ma kill us
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Screaming what's the business, I spit it 'cause I live it
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I talked it 'cause I walked it on these real niggas feelings
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Ready for your coffin it's mob business we mob figures
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Ain't no chucking the diamond dog we rob niggas
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No joking or hoping god forgive us
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But I'm willing to die for my niggas
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(Hook) x2
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It ain't no business, like mob business
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My familiar first jet flying cigar clipping
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Hussle in the rain and I did it with my niggers
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Wouldn't change shit rap about it 'cause I live it
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(verse 2)
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I close my eyes and envision my next move
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Smooth as a swipper of a rollie hand, napolian dynamite
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All of my signifying monkey feet
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Never step on my toes I'm never slick
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When I'm asleep, third eye , six sense buzzing , I'm ill cousin
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My watch face make eyes watered like peel onions
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While you was peeling bananas I peel hundreds
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And invested in my future take over like it's nothing
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Big prone girl on the front it's a crow woman
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You don't feel how I feel I'm stroking like feel drumming
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Clearance called I declare this a holiday
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Peel a nigga for you the 40 blew off his face
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(Hook) x2
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It ain't no business, like mob business
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My familiar first jet flying cigar clipping
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Hussle in the rain and I did it with my niggers
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Wouldn't change shit rap about it 'cause I live it
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(Verse 3)
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I'm talking Benny Hundred sushi OG like tooki
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Felucci, polo horses rode the riches like cougi
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Fuck cougi bitch nigga this gucci maseratti blaze
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Chopping like Bruce Lee it's a movie
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Way fair I got more sipping Louie
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I'm married to that white girl like Ricki Bacardi , I love lucy
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My uzzi the way I turn I keep it thriller than Bun
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It's man season I'm moving that AZ like the tons
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I'm like Bunz the belly stacking the ones
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Riding 600 with twin guns like Big Pun nigga
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Right in the middle of little Italy , little did we know
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Any riddle, the middle man y'all keep you killing me
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(Hook) x2
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It ain't no business, like mob business
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My familiar first jet flying cigar clipping
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Hussle in the rain and I did it with my niggers
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Wouldn't change shit rap about it 'cause I live it
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Mob Business
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| Yukmouth |
