21 Savage - Mind Yo Business lyrics

I can tell these n***a's scared the way they talk Gold pyrex, I put diamonds on my fork Pull up on your block, white Chalk Chopper bullets skate, Tony Hawk I'ma cut your fingers off if you shout Pop a perc, hit the cup, n***a pause Hundred round drum, round of applause b**hes know I got that bag Santa Claus I drink lean and I pop xans Slaughter Gang, we the Glock clan Poppin' molly n***a, San-Tan I'm back on that bullsh** again I wanna f** your best friend I just went a bought a brand new Benz b**h I came from the bottom We was starving, we was robbing [Hook:] Mind your business, b**h Mind your business, b**h Mind your business, b**h Mind your business, b**h We ain't with that friendly sh** That friendly sh** That friendly sh** That friendly sh** Catch 'em out back, roll the window down and smash Another toe-tagged n***a laying in the gra** Five shooters in the back of the Uber n***a and they ready to shoot I tie my laces, I dip in that bag n***a and I take me a boof I'm the Slaughter King n***a, I don't give a f** about you You get you some money, you get you some fame, these b**hes gon' come out the blue Bullet holes in my body, paranoid I'ma pop it If you snitchin' I'ma pop it, wrong move, I'ma drop it .15 in my sock, trappin' at the bus stop Came from a n***a rock, now I got a whole block [Hook]