BACK 2 BUSINESS
 作词 : Navraj Goraya/Andrew Kenneth Franklin/Ozan Yildirim
 作曲 : Navraj Goraya/Andrew Kenneth Franklin/Ozan Yildirim
 I wanna rap
 Rap-rap

 Knots in my pockets got bigger (Knots)
 Playin' with the game like a fiddle (Yeah)
 **** all the opps, I'm ****in' they sister
 I'm no joke, I ain't tellin' no riddles
 Drop a little guap, hit your block with a missile
 Ridin' with a Draco, **** a lil' pistol (Brrt)
 Shorty come to me, I ain't gotta go get her
 Had a bitch swallow my seed and you kissed her
 Molotovs, leave your face in a pasta
 Take a bad bitch and I put 'em on my roster
 Pedal to the metal, I'm goin' full throttle (Skrrt)
 Hit the red carpet and bag me a model
 Smokin' out the pound, got lean by the bottle
 Piss me off, everybody in trouble
 Price on my head, I'll pay 'em double
 We gon' send shots and burst they bubble

 Got your career on my wrist (Yeah)
 Can't nobody **** my bitch (Yeah)
 Pills inside of my piss (Yeah)
 Keep the fire, gotta ride with a blick (Yeah)
 Whole squad got Rollies on tick-tick
 Got it out the mud, out the brick, bricks
 Everything lit like big, bitch (Yeah)
 Saint Laurent on my bitch, bitch
 Why [?] you ain't slick
 Pants and my jacket Rick, Rick
 Your girlfriend beg for a flick, flick
 Had her backstage doin' whippets
 They told me I'm gon' get hit, hit
 Thirty rounds in my clip, bitch
 Take a new chain, do a lick, bitch
 Time to get back to business

 Got a lot of problems I deal with
 Talkin' 'bout blood, I spill shit
 Talkin' no cap, get a peel quick
 OVO body, I build, bitch
 Say you want smoke, get turned to a zip
 Thought you was a man, but you turned to a bitch
 Thought you was Blood, now you turned to a Crip
 I'll get you whacked for half my fit
 I don't what these bitches want me for, that's why I'ma doubt 'em (Bitch)
 I know when she get comfortable, she gon' do everything I allow her
 I know the place I came from, I know they're still whippin' up that powder
 I had too many chains on, so I left 'em on when I shower

 Got your career on my wrist (Yeah)
 Can't nobody **** my bitch (Yeah)
 Pills inside of my piss (Yeah)
 Keep the fire, gotta ride with a blick (Yeah)
 Whole squad got Rollies on tick-tick
 Got it out the mud, out the brick, bricks
 Everything lit like big, bitch (Yeah)
 Saint Laurent on my bitch, bitch
 Why [?] you ain't slick
 Pants and my jacket Rick, Rick
 Your girlfriend beg for a flick, flick
 Had her backstage doin' whippets
 They told me I'm gon' get hit, hit
 Thirty rounds in my clip, bitch
 Take a new chain, do a lick, bitch
 Time to get back to business