My Business (Feat. Future)

Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah Woo Woo Chorus: NAV I'm a boss, I'm minding my business Open up the box, got bales in the kitchen Owe me a bag and I'm coming to get it Catch another flight and I change the aesthetic You know I'm the?man,?I'll?show you 'round?my city Gas 93,?now everything litty Rooks got the vibes, said he bringin' all the bitches Shit get sticky, gotta keep my blicky Extra blue cheese and extra guac', I'm part of the money-making committee Heard them hating, they said that I'm done, but I ain't going nowhere, who're you kidding After my show, I got three hoes and I signed three letters on all they titties Getting these millions, tryna get a billion, I was born one day before Diddy Verse 1: NAV It's hard to make it out where I came up at Up at Invest in myself, made everything back Make back I just left Dior and I spent ten racks Ten racks Took a hundred thousand out, playin' catch In the foreign doing burnouts Let's go Had to get a burnout phone to sell dope One year 'til my brother get out Let's go Gotta sip syrup 'cause it help me cope I'ma just let the pills do the work, I don't wanna think no more Think no more Got a girl holdin' me down, I don't give a fuck about fuckin' tings no more I don't give a fuck where I made my last check, I know I still want more Want more Used to care about what people think about me, I don't give a fuck no more Chorus: NAV I'm a boss, I'm minding my business My business Open up the box, got bales in the kitchen Owe me a bag and I'm coming to get it Catch another flight and I change the aesthetic You know I'm the man, I'll show you 'round my city Gas 93, now everything litty Rooks got the vibes, said he bringin' all the bitches Shit get sticky, gotta keep my blicky Extra blue cheese and extra guac', I'm part of the money-making committee Heard them hating, they said that I'm done, but I ain't going nowhere, who're you kidding After my show, I got three hoes and I signed three letters on all they titties Getting these millions, tryna get a billion, I was born one day before Diddy Verse 2: Future Post in Cha-nay-nay, I treat it like a trap Spent a Lambo' truck just on bags I ain't seen a bitch yet turn down cash Richard Mille icy, splash on splash Got a lot of shooters and they ready to go crash Call up the vibes just to come through and spazz Brr, brr, you know how they work it Brr, brr, you know, and they twerking Brr, brr, my cup full of dirty Brr, brr, the Glock hold a thirty I don't wanna talk 'cause it might be the feds Looking at the wrist, yeah, that might be a brick By the way the chain hit, sold a few bales Walkin' with a chopper, gotta take small steps Jimmy Choo shoes, I could walk through Hell Five thousand apiece, I can walk on air Look at my sleeves, got ice everywhere Took a bitch skiing out in Colorado, woo This bitch doing dust, she off Colorado, woo I shouldn't've put the freak in the Bentayga, woo Bought a bitch an AP, came with carats Two-tone Audemars, rich ass habits Splurgin' in Hermes, spent a G Wagen Feed a bitch shrimp 'cause a nigga ain't crabbin' Boss, and I'm minding my business Sleepin' in the trap, got bales in the kitchen Secured my bag and it came with a chicken Went and catch a flight, I done switched up baguettes King Pluto, ooh, I run my city Me and my slimes gon' handle that business My little brother NAV gon' share your bitch Shit get bloody, yeah, shit get sticky Extra cheese, gotta kill all the rats, and the cups, they muddy, yeah When you havin' spill, havin' paper, these bitches gon' leave her hubby, yeah After my shows, I'ma take a few hoes, I'ma turn my dressing room to a strip club When I get a billion, I'ma keep a trillion, ain't never stopped me from sippin' my 'Tussin Chorus: NAV I'm a boss, I'm minding my business Open up the box, got bales in the kitchen Owe me a bag and I'm coming to get it Catch another flight and I change the aesthetic You know I'm the man, I'll show you 'round my city Gas 93, now everything litty Rooks got the vibes, said he bringin' all the bitches Shit get sticky, gotta keep my blicky Extra blue cheese and extra guac', I'm part of the money-making committee Heard them hating, they said that I'm done, but I ain't going nowhere, who're you kidding After my show, I got three hoes and I signed three letters on all they titties NAV Getting these millions, tryna get a billion, I was born one day before Diddy Woo