Business Man - Fredo Santana, YSL Duke

I’m a business man so all my business straight

Gotta stop trapping, need to switch lanes

Or I’ma end up on a fuckin' bigger case

Feds on my trail, you know I switch plates

I ain’t just in Chiraq, I had to switch states

I sell whole pounds, I don’t sell eighths

I sell whole pounds, I don’t sell eighths

I’m a business man so all my business straight

If a nigga play with me, then it’s DOA

I got real shooters, shoot you in the face

Want a whole thing, I whip it in your face

And when I meet my plug a pistol on my waist

Couple shots gettin' fired if you in my way

Shots get to beatin' like some 808s

I got niggas catchin' bodies every day

A nigga can die from what he gotta say

Should’ve kept his mouth closed anyway

Them fuckin' choppers come out any day

Kill a nigga on his fuckin' birthday

Then turn it to his motherfuckin' worst day

I’m a savage so you know Chiraq be my birthplace

Kidnap a nigga, find out where that work stay

I sip red but I love how that purp taste

I’m a business man so all my business straight

Gotta stop trapping, need to switch lanes

Or I’ma end up on a fuckin' bigger case

Feds on my trail, you know I switch plates

I ain’t just in Chiraq, I had to switch states

I sell whole pounds, I don’t sell eighths

I sell whole pounds, I don’t sell eighths

I’m a business man so all my business straight

We smoke out the pound, we don’t smoke eighths

Its like every day we on the jet in different states

I don’t want no ramen noodles, all I want is steak

If a pussy try me he gonna die today

Young nigga get it, you know how we play

Three bitches with me, they callin' me bae

Pullin' out, bustin' it right on they face

Then pull up my pants, get the fuck 'bout my day

Free my lil homie, just caught him a case

Pull up and hop out and let that bitch spray

Run and get hit in the back with a K

Dick in her mouth, give a fuck what she say

Knock a nigga off and lay low

If his ass sweet I’ma hit him with K-roll

YSL Glo Gang, and bitch I’m with Fredo

Aim at his head and now you got a halo

Run through the dogs, run through the dogs

Get you knocked off and I just make a call

Jumped off the porch and I went straight to ballin'

Lot of these niggas be faking and 'flauging

I’m in LA like a Dodger

Took off on the plug, the nigga still calling

Balling like I hit the lotto

Went to the dealership, copped me an auto

Fire your ass up and hide out in Chicago

Feds they runnin' through the hood in a Tahoe

They gon' dig me like a pothole

I put a suit and a tie on

I’m a business man so all my business straight

Gotta stop trapping, need to switch lanes

Or I’ma end up on a fuckin' bigger case

Feds on my trail, you know I switch plates

I ain’t just in Chiraq, I had to switch states

I sell whole pounds, I don’t sell eighths

I sell whole pounds, I don’t sell eighths

I’m a business man so all my business straight