lirik lagu jaydayoungan - down to business
[intro]
(trap jumpin’ like twothree)
[chorus]
they got to show me pictures of my opps like, “who is that man?”
the same n~gga we hopped out on, all black like batman
for all that dissin’, leave that b~tch smellin’ just like the trash can
b~tch, ain’t no smilin’, i be wylin’, they made me a madman (ha)
want pressure? yeah, my n~gga down to clear the business
i finger f~ck the glizzy plus the stick came wit’ some titties
the glock came wit’ a d~ck, who tryna f~ck? he in his feelings
since he actin’ like a p~ssy, i’m gon’ make sure that he feel it
[verse]
we done hit him sixty times, he got stood over for a minute
my n~gga slangin’ iron and they’ll die [?]
b~tch, i’m throwin’ gang signs
i’m out my mind, yeah, i’m a menace
and i’ma bang behind mine, no back and forth, ain’t playin’ tennis
and i say how to spin the block and he gon’ do it like a frisbee
and i’m like, “d~mn, bro, how the f~ck you do that sh~t without gettin’ dizzy?”
he want beef? we took his p~ssy ass like we had a job at wendy’s
[?] step on sh~t without a [?]
the stick gon’ tuck, they know it’s up, i’m like, “who tryna get it?”
she wanna f~ck, i’m like, “what’s up? your back, you gotta bend it”
but that’s enough about a sl~t, let me get back to business
b~tch, you bust him up and hit his skull so it’s a fact, he finished
and that’s a murder, b~tch, we do some sh~t they never heard of
b~tch, we like to swerve on sh~t, my 23’s they down to murk a b~tch
i got this dirty stick, f~ck instagram, on some in person sh~t
they shoot, he holdin’ steel, ain’t on no nervous sh~t, that murder sh~t
my n~ggas like to go and take it, they don’t work for sh~t
like a big booty b~tch when she naked, b~tch, we twerkin’ bricks
i get the bag, i like to get it fast, like on some urgent sh~t
cross over, take a shot and drop his ass, some [?] urban sh~t
i’m sweatin’ hard and i’m scratchin’ ’cause i’m on the perky’s b~tch
[?] stop all the lyin’, b~tch, you ain’t searchin’, b~tch
you n~ggas dyin’, when we catch you, we been on some lurkin’ sh~t
[?] nasty b~tch wit’ your lil’ dirty stick
b~tch, we be posted by the stop sign, tell these n~ggas, “stop hidin'”
i hope you clutchin’ on your glock now, ’cause b~tch, i got mine
tell these p~ssy n~ggas, “stop tryin'”, they playin’ shots fired
the draco [?]
i be flexin’ out in texas, b~tch, i got the mob ties
f~ck that textin’, we addressin’, we already outside
we gon’ bless him, wipe his nose and make sure all the snot dry
and since that b~tch [?] we shoot out the outside
we leave his face up on the tv, tell your mama, “bye bye”
and when it’s done and they achieve it, give my guys a high~five
we [?] ’cause b~tches greasy, they ain’t come from popeyes
[?] trigger squeezin’ [?] make the cops hide
[chorus]
they got to show me pictures of my opps like, “who is that man?”
the same n~gga we hopped out on, all black like batman
for all that dissin’, leave that b~tch smellin’ just like the trash can
b~tch, ain’t no smilin’, i be wylin’, they made me a madman (ha)
want pressure? yeah, my n~gga down to clear the business
i finger f~ck the glizzy plus the stick came wit’ some titties
the glock came wit’ a d~ck, who tryna f~ck? he in his feelings
since he actin’ like a p~ssy, i’m gon’ make sure that he feel it
[outro]
make sure that he feel it, yeah (hmm)
make sure that he feel it, yeah (hmm)
make sure that he feel it, yeah (hmm)
make sure that he feel it, yeah (hmm)
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