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Handle My Business (Explicit) - Migos
Lyrics by：Kiari Kendrell Cephus/Kirsnick Khari Ball/Ozan Yildirim/Quavious Keyate Marshall
Composed by：Kiari Kendrell Cephus/Kirsnick Khari Ball/Ozan Yildirim/Quavious Keyate Marshall
Offset：
F**k n***a done forgot about this s**t y'all n***as you know
We can see y'all fly we can see you n***as hatin'
Yeah it ain't no secret
Hey
Offset：
Handle my business I'm grown
Woo
I'm tryna make me a B 'fore I'm gone
Billion
There's d**gs in my chromosomes
There's d**gs
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 b***h 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
Spend a little check you know a little somethin'
Somethin' not too crazy
Whoo whoo whoo
Offset：
We brought it back like the 80's with crack
Nobody frontin' we takin' your pack
Take that
We changed the game n***a 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
N***a ain't stoppin' this s**t I been poppin' my s**t
Poppin'
Holdin' your leg 'cause I'm holdin' my b***h
Hold on
Holdin' my blick I don't trust nobody
Nobody
They playin' dirty they know that I'm it
Dirty
Suck on my d**k b***h 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 b***h
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' b***h 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
Offset：
Handle my business I'm grown
Woo
I'm tryna make me a B 'fore I'm gone
Billion
There's d**gs in my chromosomes
There's d**gs
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 b***h 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
Spend a little check you know a little somethin'
Somethin' not too crazy
Yeah yeah yeah
Whoo whoo whoo
Quavo：
Huncho
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 n***a 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' s**t outta town
Four packs
Back to back 'Clarens and back to back Rolls
Ooh ooh
We had to go get this s**t out the ground
Go get it
Back to back tactical s**t we done showed
Bah activate tactical mode
How many times I'ma tell you
These n***as some h*es when they get exposed
Yeah
Handle my business I'm grown
I had to go snatch a n***a's soul yeah
Snatch
Wipe a n***a nose washin' his blood out my clothes yeah
Go
Shoot out the drop top make a n***a block hot
Still gotta right them wrongs yeah
Brrr brrr
Don't touch my phone n***a I'm grown
I talk on my own you know that I
Uh
Offset：
Handle my business I'm grown
Woo
I'm tryna make me a B 'fore I'm gone
Billion
There's d**gs in my chromosomes
There's d**gs
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 b***h 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
Spend a little check you know a little somethin'
Somethin' not too crazy
Whoo whoo whoo
Takeoff：
Takeoff
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 b***h I'm blamin' her pappy
Pappy
Look at my ice b***h I'm not your average
Ice
Look at my life b***h 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' "f**k 12" like it's cancer
F**k 'em
Took the game and hold it for ransom
Hold it
Until they give me my answers
Give mine
On why n***as ain't winnin' Grammy's
Why
And gettin' the check we demand it
Why
Offset/Takeoff：
Handle my business I'm grown
Woo
I'm tryna make me a B 'fore I'm gone
Billion
There's d**gs in my chromosomes
There's d**gs
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 b***h that's wet
Breakin' her back and I gave her a check
Check
Bottega flex I got Marni on deck
Bottega
Dolce Gabbana lil' mama oh yes
Spend a little check you know a little somethin'
Somethin' not too crazy