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Lyrify.me

Type Beat by The AV Klub Lyrics

Genre: pop | Year: 2021

[Verse 1: Loucielago]
Tried to tell me that I couldn’t do like they do it (Aye)
Check the list, a buncha shit they never thought of doin' (Aye)
Ask me how I been, I only gotta say I'm coolin' (Aye)
‘Cause if I know fasho then I ain’t gotta go and prove it (Yuh)
I’m doin’ what I always said I’d do boo (Aye)
Keep my head on, never lose it for a fool (Aye)
Follow through and makin' moves, I can't stay comfortable (Aye)
I had to keep it movin', my bad to my last dude (aye, yuh)
But it’s cool (Yuh, yuh)
Still got bitches drippin' like they hopped up out the pool (Aye)
She got attitude but I told her “Play it cool” (Aye)
Ain’t nobody needa know when a bitch is on the move
So I roll out

[Chorus: Kody]
I don't do work, I don't do dishes
I ain't got hoеs, but I got bitches
They see my bag, now they all switchin’
Thеy in they shit, I'm on my business
[Hook: Kody]
I’m on my business
I’m on my business, uh
I’m on my business
I’m on my business, hoe
I’m on my business
I’m on my, I’m on my, I’m on my

[Verse 2: YNGKOTZ & Loucielago]
It’s YNGKOTZ and I’m reppin’ west with it (Aye)
Got the scheme for the dream, I gotta invest in it (Aye)
All they do is talk, tell them to lessen it (Aye)
Anything come out ya mouth, better put some chest in it (Yuh)
Get the guap and these bitches stay talkin’ (Aye)
Move their lips faster than pace they stay walkin’ (Aye)
Took a shortcut, Inspekt came with other options (Aye)
He cut a fuckin’ path, caught a ticket for jaywalking (Aye, yuh)
We on the come up (yuh, yuh), AV Klub, what up?
If you say you got the drip tell the plug to cut some up (Aye)
If your bitch wanna party, we can party till the sun up (Aye)
H1 bound west, that’s the side we throw them dubs up (Yuh)
The business and the work, got her dancin’ with no shirt (Aye)
Bitch bust it down low, cherry poppin’ like dessert (Aye)
Go hard or go home, homie there’s no other options (Aye)
Roll around the city, whole squad full of bosses
[Chorus: Kody]
I don't w-work, I don't do dishes
I ain't h-hoes, but I got bitches
They see b-bag, now they all switchin’
They in they s-shit, I'm on my business

[Hook: Kody]
I’m on my business, uh
I’m on my business
I’m on my business
I’m on, I’m on b-business, hoe
I’m on my business
I-I’m on, I-I’m on, I-I’m on, I-

[Verse 3: On God & Loucielago]
I don't fuck with fentanyl
I don't fuck with federals (Aye)
Federally tap ya line
You a snitch, you tell ‘em all (Aye)
She gon’ give me sloppy
After that I cut her off (Aye)
Hit it once and disappear
She all up on my missed calls pissed off (Yuh)
I ain't tryna hear that bullshit (Aye)
Talking out ya ass
Soundin’ like loose lips (Aye)
You actin’ like a female
So many mood flips (Aye)
I ain't really trippin’
Deadass I'm coolin’ (Aye, yuh)
Coolin’ it with my coolies (Yuh, yuh)
Baggin’ these bitches at the movies
X-rated like Pornhub
In the back row she gon’ do me (Aye)
Eat it up like I'm Bobby Flay
Guess you could say I’m a foodie (Aye)
Pull out then I spray it
Like a hose up on her boobies (Yuh)
I call that bitch an Uber
Then I pull up on another one (Aye)
These rappers’ mamas I be fucking
You could say they all my sons (Aye)
I bust up on her ass
Guess you could say she babysitting (Aye)
Murder that pussy
I don't leave a single witness