"Strictly Business" lyrics
Yeah
Hi, who is this?
Oh
Oh yeah, you got the right number
Keep it going
Yeah
You told me that same story about you and your mans
And how y'all made twenty bands on the PPE scam
Like five times already, bro, you're loud and sweaty
And if some spit land on my ear, all that cool shit is out the window
I'll stab him with the keys to the Benzo
You talkin' like you got plug, stiff nigga, better get a back rub
You too broke to have hobbies, Top Golf not even an option
Crab legs not even an option
You always sell your Bitcoin at the bottom when the whales dumpin' it
Buy it at the top, bro just take a breather
Listen to some binaural beats on a speaker
Get some emotion support pets, Force Ones, Goretex
Whatever you need, we'll give you the receipt
I ship it and receive, take a vacation, leave
I'll put it on my sleeve, [?] and repeat
You gots to chill (Aye, take that back in the house)
You gots to chill (For real, you need to chill out)
You gots to chill (You hot and you're talking real live)
You gots to chill (For real, go sit your ass down)
Relax your mind, let your conscience be free
But you ain't got to listen to me
This ain't that though, relax with them negative raps
You need a chill pill, sit still, lean got you dopesick
Now take a bath with your bitch
Let that soak in, then you should hang with your kids
It's that little shit that riddle that'll get your ass killed like:
"Dawg might have lived if that nigga just chilled"
That's real spill, and it's coffee like [?]
All tax free, so that's why she asked me
I shine in her eyes 'cause I never pressed her line
You be trying to wife them every time 'cause they fine
That only works if it's right
Shit don't shine 'cause it's bright, take it light
But don't ask me again
'Cause ten times of ten I'ma tell you to chill
You gots to chill (Aye, take that back in the house)
You gots to chill (For real, you need to chill out)
You gots to chill (You hot and you're talking real live)
You gots to chill (For real, go sit your ass down)
Woah, they going crazy!
Hi, who is this?
Oh
Oh yeah, you got the right number
Keep it going
Yeah
You told me that same story about you and your mans
And how y'all made twenty bands on the PPE scam
Like five times already, bro, you're loud and sweaty
And if some spit land on my ear, all that cool shit is out the window
I'll stab him with the keys to the Benzo
You talkin' like you got plug, stiff nigga, better get a back rub
You too broke to have hobbies, Top Golf not even an option
Crab legs not even an option
You always sell your Bitcoin at the bottom when the whales dumpin' it
Buy it at the top, bro just take a breather
Listen to some binaural beats on a speaker
Get some emotion support pets, Force Ones, Goretex
Whatever you need, we'll give you the receipt
I ship it and receive, take a vacation, leave
I'll put it on my sleeve, [?] and repeat
You gots to chill (Aye, take that back in the house)
You gots to chill (For real, you need to chill out)
You gots to chill (You hot and you're talking real live)
You gots to chill (For real, go sit your ass down)
Relax your mind, let your conscience be free
But you ain't got to listen to me
This ain't that though, relax with them negative raps
You need a chill pill, sit still, lean got you dopesick
Now take a bath with your bitch
Let that soak in, then you should hang with your kids
It's that little shit that riddle that'll get your ass killed like:
"Dawg might have lived if that nigga just chilled"
That's real spill, and it's coffee like [?]
All tax free, so that's why she asked me
I shine in her eyes 'cause I never pressed her line
You be trying to wife them every time 'cause they fine
That only works if it's right
Shit don't shine 'cause it's bright, take it light
But don't ask me again
'Cause ten times of ten I'ma tell you to chill
You gots to chill (Aye, take that back in the house)
You gots to chill (For real, you need to chill out)
You gots to chill (You hot and you're talking real live)
You gots to chill (For real, go sit your ass down)
Woah, they going crazy!
