Unknown Artist — RI$KY BUISNESS

(Intro) Yuh, aye, aye, yeah Prodigy huh prodigy huh Pew pew Cookin up Whitney while I flash these fifties Got so much clout my crew be gettin litty My flow so clean because I am really witty All these names in my face but ion give a pity Count all these bands will they fit in my hands? So high right now ion know where to land These dudes tryna slide but I don't got the time Oh yo fake ex super all of my signs. [?] You don't know me then you really blind All this rap shit stay all up on my grind You better believe I'm staying in my prime Look at all this ice it really do shine Check all this guap I know you in shock You don't like me don't even try to sweet talk Imma pass by and keep walking my walk My signs don't tell they keep it locked. [?] Glory and praise to the lord Got cash and plains can't ignore I could rap forever like a hundred year war I ain't lying bitch I only speak facts Like north to south I really do attract Too much cash can't even keep track These hoes in my face they jealous This song make me hype, overzealous Fuck yall haters don't care These bills swing through the air Nah I ain't got no pair Bitch who? Nah, bitch where?