Fiend - On My Job lyrics

rate me

Do it one time

I’m on my job, on my job, on my job, on my job,

I handle my business, I handle my business, I handle my business

On my job, on my job, on my job, on job,

I handle my business.

Do you handle my business

Hey!

14 on the block, gotta kiss on dick

Dreaming leaning on the sea LV one,

22 shots lighting up the seat ..

Walk on it, moving that grab call it move that

I just love the money the solution .. a hundred ..

Some ballin been one, and I ain’t disagree

I’m fee for the money dollar sign jewels bitch

I’m so in smoking out of this zone

Hook:

I’m on my job, I’m on my job, I’m on my job, I’m on my job,

I handle my business, I handle my business, I handle my business, I handle my business

I’m on my job, I’m on my job, I’m on my job, I’m on my job,

I handle my business, my business, my business, my business.

I’m f*cking with the winner

From New Orleans to China,

Your bitch is bite me over so she had for me to dinner

Is all for you to breathe, my ass getting thiner

I’m just stuntin’ on you niggas but I’m ass teen winners

Back up jacket blue fucks chinchilla

Bags full of cash sex dealing like ..

All my bitches bad Michael Jackson like thrill

I got a body like a Pepsi bottle shit I might spill up

Smoking on that shit, smelling like shitters,

All I do is ball on em, doing regi miller,

I’m on my job, next B,, next bitter,

Climbing to the top and I don’t fall like Godzilla.

Hook:

I’m on my job, I’m on my job, I’m on my job, I’m on my job,

I handle my business, I handle my business, I handle my business, I handle my business

I’m on my job, I’m on my job, I’m on my job, I’m on my job,

I handle my business, my business, my business, my business.

It’s a hard top, going to trunk will make you all stops,

Speak new, somehow I make em sing the small pops,

Cool chicks in my cool whip, but they hard

Give em hard cock, got the common what they all got

Switchin’ to the soft time, let the basketball in

Candy call drop on .., that’s a ..

Bang rolled up exhale alcohol

The mama don’t wanna lame on the gang after all

All these bottles like the sun in our center

Going fisting up their fingers, what the f*ck is my sign

The money make me go that hard,

This is me first in the last quarter I just caught em my job.

Hook:

I’m on my job, I’m on my job, I’m on my job, I’m on my job,

I handle my business, I handle my business, I handle my business, I handle my business

I’m on my job, I’m on my job, I’m on my job, I’m on my job,

I handle my business, my business, my business, my business.