Lyrics Bad Business - Kris Vercetti

They're gonna do it for the clout
They're gonna do it for the gram
I do it for myself I be feeding the fam
If you ask me bitch I feel like the man
And I make bitches fly like my name Peter Pan
Got off the bench and start balling like Kobe
I thought they was real till I found out they phony
Wasn't there when I'm down so don't act like you know me
Gotta get to the goal I don't care about the Goalie
Making this money only thing that I care about
Treat that pussy like new clothes the way I'mma wear it out
Niggas think that they tough till you find out they whereabouts
They be killers on apps but in person they stare around
Uh
Had to pause for a minute
Had to take a short break now I'm right back in it
I like money and liquor and I like bad bitches
I can't hang with the fakes you know that's bad business

When it come to them problems you know I'mma handle mine
Shawty a stoner she can't even handle wine
He said he from D.C found out he from Brandywine
He said he a killer but he picking dandelions
I be moving in silence these niggas be tipping
Can't be loving these bitches cause these bitches wicked
The B is for Billionaire we on a mission
Right after performing ain't staying we dipping
Got too much bars that's way up in my repertoire
Got shawty wet now that pussy my reservoir
Spoiling my bitch ain't no way I can tell her nah
She tell me no rubber She said that it's better raw
What goes around comes back around like a hula hoop
Niggas keep walking around like they bulletproof
Pull up to your party and start letting bullets loose
I keep on doing what they said that I couldn't do
Uh
What I couldn't do
I sweep your bitch off her feet like a wooden broom
Stuck on the perkys I feel like I couldn't move
With all of this winning I feel like I couldn't lose
Can't lose only win yea
I can't lose only win yea
Look in your mirror and ask if you real or fake
Stack up my money and blow it on real estate
I miss my cousin but he in a better place
When I was broke I was praying for better days
Living my life before I see them heaven gates
Skinny but they know my pockets be heavyweight
Bro keep that glock he ain't doing no MMA
Jealousy never gonna run in my DNA
Fuck being jealous that shit is a woman's trait

They're gonna do it for the clout
They're gonna do it for the gram
I do it for myself I be feeding the fam
If you ask me bitch I feel like the man
And I make bitches fly like my name Peter Pan
Got off the bench and start balling like Kobe
I thought they was real till I found out they phony
Wasn't there when I'm down so don't act like you know me
Gotta get to the goal I don't care about the Goalie
Making this money only thing that I care about
Treat that pussy like new clothes the way I'mma wear it out
Niggas think that they tough till you find out they whereabouts
They be killers on apps but in person they stare around
Uh
Had to pause for a minute
Had to take a short break now I'm right back in it
I like money and liquor and I like bad bitches
I can't hang with the fakes you know that's bad business