Wiz Khalifa - Handle My Biz lyrics

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Wiz Khalifa - Handle My Biz lyrics

(feat. JR Donato) Hey Wiz, they tryna lock a n***a up How many grams they asked you you had? What you tell 'em? 28 right? [Hook: Wiz Khalifa] Bad b**h come to my crib, handle my business Let a n***a know sh**'s real, handle my business Handle my business, n***a, I handle my business Handle my business, n***a, I handle my business Smokin' pounds of kush, handle my business Ridin' in a brand new car, woosh, handle my business Handle my business, handle my business, handle my business [Verse 1: Wiz Khalifa] Smokin' on the kush, ridin' in a brand new whip Feelin' like a pimp [?] money good [?] b**h n***a would, [?] b**h n***a would Handle my business, I'mma handle my business Handle my business, I'mma handle my business Handle my business, got a handful of Benji's Hand on the strap, I'mma handle that witness I'mma handle that car, I'mma handle that b**h She gonna handle this dick After that, roll some weed up Chill with my feet up Ya'll some hand-me-down n***as Posted in the car with the top down smokin' on the sh** that'll paralyze n***as [Hook: Wiz Khalifa] [Verse 2: J.R. Donato] High as f** and it's 28 grams later Keep the Ruger, I'mma shoot it in a damn skater I'm from the Chi but Atlanta where I'm gonna take her If I put her on the corner then I'm gonna break her (Make her handle my business, straight up out the trenches Young n***a tryna double my digits while I'm kickin' this pimpin') Two white cups sippin', ride around piped up gettin' it Chain so bright that it might cause tension Brought the Benz all Spring, so they know it ain't rented Feelin' like a Beatle, god damn, John Lennon Put my finger on the trigger, I be sprayin' for a minute I tell 'em, wait, wait, let me handle that Little steak, Little eggs, let me scramble that Two guns, two clips, finna rumble Tell their hoes I'm bouta fire, where they candles at? Where they candles at? Cause I be sippin' on somethin' Never been a Goofy, shootin' a movie Table full of shroomies while I'm rollin' the doobie You starin' at me like you wanna hit it or somethin' Your b**h lookin' like she want the dinik or somethin' I prolly give her the somethin' in addition to somethin' Cookin' like I'm in the kitchen or somethin' You lookin' broke boy, get you some money Then I don't [Hook]