Migos - Handle My Business (with Lyrics & Subtitles)
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Migos - Handle My Business (en) Lyrics
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Fuck nigga done forgot about this
shit, y'all niggas, you know
We can see y'all fly, we can
see you niggas hatin'
Yeah, it ain't no secret
Hey
Handle my business, I'm grown (Woo)
I'm tryna make me a B 'fore
I'm gone (Billion)
There's drugs in my chromosomes
(There's drugs)
Yeah, we thugs, don't know
right from wrong (Thugs)
(You know we don't know no better,
know what I'm sayin'
Somebody gotta teach us somethin',
whoo, whoo, whoo)
Boardin' a jet with a bad
bitch that's wet (Jet)
Breakin' her back, and I gave
her a check (Check)
Bottega flex, I got Marni
on deck (Bottega)
Dolce Gabbana, lil' mama,
oh yes (Dolce & Gabbana)
(Spеnd a little check, you know,
a little somеthin', somethin', not
too crazy, whoo, whoo, whoo)
We brought it back, like
the 80's with crack
Nobody frontin', we takin'
your pack (Take that)
We changed the game, nigga,
keep it a stack (Gang)
Not takin' chains, if you play
you get whacked (Whacked)
All facts, no cap (No cap)
We makin' millions, we known
for that (Yessir)
Hate on my gang, we too grown for that
I keep the fire, not alone,
or lackin' (Offset)
Nigga, ain't stoppin' this shit, I
been poppin' my shit (Poppin')
Holdin' your leg, 'cause I'm
holdin' my bitch (Hold on)
Holdin' my blick, I don't
trust nobody (Nobody)
They playin' dirty, they know
that I'm it (Dirty)
Suck on my dick, bitch, you
know how to spit (Spit)
Hang with no cliques, I don't
know who would switch (Nah)
Countin' these racks, I done
sprained my wrist (Racks)
I taught you boys how to maintain
your bitch (Hey)
We came from nothin', I thought
they forgot (Forgot)
Runnin' from 12 with a
zip in my crotch (12)
Go hit the lot
Pink's in my chain, yeah pinks
in my watch (Pinks)
Balenci' frames, vintage
supply (Vintage)
Taught 'em the way, they
copied my fly (Copied)
Go to my page, I know that
you spy (Spyin')
They say they ain't hatin',
I know that's a lie (Cap)
Spinnin', we put a lil' bitch
in the sky (Spin)
Winnin', my blessings, they
come from the sky (Whoo)
I took a pic with a fan,
she was shy (Shy)
Way that she lookin', she couldn't
believe her eyes (Whoo)
Know I was chosen, I know
I'm that guy (Guy)
We took it global, and ain't
no denyin' (Global)
I’m staying focused and savin'
my knot (Focused)
Ready to slide, if there's some beef,
then my gang gon' fry it (Ah)
(Spend a little check, you know,
a little somethin', somethin', not
too crazy, whoo, whoo, whoo)
Yeah, yeah, yeah, whoo, whoo, whoo
Holdin' the fire, yeah (Yeah)
Fishtail turnin' out the trap (Skrrt)
Servin' 'em for the high (Serve)
Kickin' Za bags with a stamp (Kick it)
In the bando, one Lamb' (Whip it)
Still tryna whip it 'til it bounce
Just a lil’ young nigga gettin’
off ounces (Yeah)
Now that I'm up, we can
get off the mountains
I need help to count it (Go)
Call my accountant, this four hunnid
racks, we just made that lil'
shit outta town (Four packs)
Back to back 'Clarens and back
to back Rolls (Ooh, ooh)
We had to go get this shit out
the ground (Go get it)
Back to back tactical shit we done showed
(Bah, activate tactical mode)
How many times I'ma tell you
these niggas some hoes when
they get exposed? (Yeah)
Handle my business, I'm grown,
I had to go snatch a nigga's
soul, yeah (Snatch)
Wipe a nigga nose, washin' his blood
out my clothes, yeah (Go)
Shoot out the drop top, make a nigga
block hot, still gotta right
them wrongs, yeah (Brrr, brrr)
Don't touch my phone, nigga
I'm grown, I talk on my own,
you know that I (Uh)
I keep the fire in the
pocket of the jacket
They know I ain't gon' show it, but
they know I'm packin' (Brr)
Stop all that talkin', we know
that you actin' (Stop)
We havin' motion, and causin' a havoc
I heard she left with
a bag, that's tragic
I can't blame the bitch, I'm
blamin' her pappy (Pappy)
Look at my ice, bitch, I'm
not your average (Ice)
Look at my life, bitch,
I'm living lavish
We pick up that stick, you
know we gon' blast it
Went on a mission, he knew
he was crashin' (Crash)
Them red, blue, and whites,
harass 'em (12)
I'm screamin', "Fuck 12" like
it's cancer (Fuck 'em)
Took the game and hold it
for ransom (Hold it)
Until they give me my
answers (Give me my)
On why niggas ain't winnin'
Grammy's (Why?)
And gettin' the check,
we demand it (Why?)
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