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letra de onnat biz - lil eazzyy

[intro]
go, alright

[verse 1]
let me some roll up, rich-ass junkie, a g in the cup (go)
folks ‘nem off a mbox, itchin’ and stuff, i’d rather have me a roxy (i want me a ten)
i say it’s green, don’t even try to stop me, i feel like a fiend, but i ain’t movin’ sloppy (i’m on that)
yeah, it’s a lean in my walk, that’s the glocky, b-tch, i’m high as f-ck, think the perkies done got me (go, go)
nah, i’m just trollin’
i just be thinkin’ ’bout bro when i’m high, why you ain’t with me? (why you ain’t here?)
i was on tour wishin’ bro could come get me, suit up, make a scene, then i’m fleein’ the city
that’s what replay in my head
sh-t, leek ’bout the bread, let me chill out instead (santanastar beats)
try to go make it, lil bro, sh-t that’s what he said, aight, i’ma get to this bread, i’m chillin’
i’m in the stu’ with a clip full of krillins, layin’ a track while i’m thumbin’ through skrilla (you know that)
i’ll never talk to a internet n-gga, heavyweight to a lightweight, i’m really just bigger (you just little)
balenci’ my slippers, really a sipper, since a shorty, been a bipper (i’m bippin’)
n-gga, who fresher than me? no skippa, ‘miri new season, i’m havin’ it different (i’m havin’)
scatpack, swerve through the lane like pippen (skrrt), no cavaliers, i really use tristan (yeah)
boy, we too grown, ain’t no more tryna chip in, rap don’t work, then i’m bringin’ a brick in (you know that)
sixteen, i was outside, i don’t sit in, tweak on this block and your dumbass get did in (don’t tweak)
n-ggas be havin’ trouble tryna fit in, n-gga, be you and just stand on that business (stand on that biz, n-gga)

[chorus]
yeah, mm, better stand on that business, n-gga
mm, better stand on that business, n-gga
mm, uh, better stand on that business, n-gga
uh, mm, uh (go)
[verse 2]
better stand on that biz, lil’ n-gga, you corey, we outside the crib, lil n-gga (outside the crib)
’bout pape, it get real, lil’ n-gga, you better keep you a trigga
sleezemoney, we’ll play ball like the clippers, boy, this a hemi, it ain’t no more fiskas
boy, this nina my b-tch and she love how i grip her (uh, uh, go)
i’m tired of glocks, i think i want a cig’, like muslims, i’m duckin’ the pigs
wipe his nose, man, give ’em a bib, he lucky we lettin’ him live
call a play, coach tibbs, 2018, hot cars on the sib
i get in that jam, you know i’ma fib, brand-new four in this pop, let it fizz, n-gga (fizz, n-gga)

[chorus]
yeah, mm, better stand on that business, n-gga
mm, better stand on that business, n-gga
mm, uh, better stand on that business, n-gga (santanastar beats)
uh, mm, uh (go)

- lil eazzyy

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