mind your business
    (专辑: shut the fuck up talking to me - 2021)
    
    Yeah  Yeah, yeah, yeah  BNYX   I 
told that bitch she need to mind her fucking business  We ain't going back and forth, this ain't no tennis  Told that nigga what I'm worth, that hurt his feelings  Got a 
Chevy, off white, same color Lois Griffin   I'm paranoid, I 
hold the 
choppa while I'm shitting  I'm smoking big pressure, call that hypertension  I 
took the 
top off the 
whip, circumcision  If a 
nigga want beef, beat him purple like he Grimace  One-hand touch down like I'm Jerry Rice  I'm a 
bad bitch from the 
nineties, call me Scary Spice  Been around the 
world, seen 'em turning like a 
satellite  Water on my body, need to sit me in a 
bag of rice  Seen the 
shit coming as youngin so it happened twice  Me and all my niggas getting active, you an acolyte  Faded as the 
fuck, I'm the 
club, taking bad advice  I'm a 
Southern nigga, I 
like bitches with some cellulite   Hop out the 
whip like, "Hey, bitch"  Chilling in the 
pool, I 
flew a 
cougar out to Vegas  Bitch, I'm off a 
bean, got me going Super Sayan  Put the 
Ruger to his face, and told him, "Do the 
Macarena"  I 
got the 
.40, I 
ain't finna yell  Boy, I'm 'bout to rage in the 
cage, nigga, ring the 
bell  If they ever let me in the 
heaven, I'ma make it hell  Fuck it up, they send me straight to hell, I'm from ATL  I'll hit a 
nigga so hard he'll lose his sense of smell  Coming at me sideways, leave a 
nigga parallel  Besties with my blower, "here it go" just like we Kenan-Kel  Fuck nigga tripping, we gon' clip him like a 
fingernail  Run up in your crib, leave it empty like a 
clearance sale  Henny got my stomach hurting, bitch, I 
need some ginger ale  Throwing all my jewelry at these strippers, bitch, I 
make it hail  Only real niggas finna get it, like a 
sickle cell   I 
told that bitch she need to mind her fucking business  We ain't going back and forth, this ain't no tennis  Told that nigga what I'm worth, that hurt his feelings  Got a 
Chevy, off white, same color Lois Griffin  I 
told that nigga, "Mind your fucking business"  I 
feel like Master P, it ain't no fucking limit  Don't nobody give a 
fuck 'bout your opinion  Nigga, worry 'bout yourself, you need to go and find some bitches