WE GOT BUSINESS TO DISCUSS...

[Intro]
You are my mate, bitch
Boy, that swag is hard
It's the swag
So we don't really talk a lot
Nobody listens to me
They don't care about me, ugh
Oh, oh my God
She's got the swag
Let's go

[Chorus]
So we don't really talk a lot
It get really lonely when I'm sittin' at the top
I'm in the mood for sippin' so I'm pourin' up the drugs
And if we got some business to discuss we bring the chop
So my bro Finn, he emptied out the mag, I fill it up
And for all of my friends who never made it, pour a cup
To all my haters lurkin', I'ma tell 'em, "Yeah, what's up?"
I'm stickin' with my mates, I'm stickin' with my blood

[Verse]
Yeah, I took some losses
I'ma be myself, I don't really care who watches
I'm laughing to the bank, heard they making a deposit
They talkin' on our names, swear they motherfuckin' lost it
I leave the mall with some bags when I'm shoppin'
I saw some Trueys so you know I went to cop it
I wanted two, so I took a pill and chopped it
He gettin' stained, so we gotta bring a mop in

[Chorus]
So we don't really talk a lot
It get really lonely when I'm sittin' at the top
I'm in the mood for sippin' so I'm pourin' up the drugs
And if we got some business to discuss we bring the chop
So my bro Finn, he emptied out the mag, I fill it up
And for all of my friends who never made it, pour a cup
To all my haters lurkin', I'ma tell 'em, "Yeah, what's up?"
I'm stickin' with my mates, I'm stickin' with my blood, oh

[Outro]
Nobody listens to me
They don't care about me, ugh
Oh, oh my God
She's got the swag
Let's go