[Intro]
Yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
BNYX
[Chorus]
I told that b*tch she need to mind her fu*kin' business
We ain't goin' back and forth, this ain't no tennis
Told that ni**a what I'm worth, that hurt his feelings
Got a Chevy, off white, same color Lois Griffin
[Verse 1]
I'm paranoid, I hold the choppa while I'm sh*ttin'
I'm smokin' big pressure, call that hypertension
I took the top off the whip, circumcision
If a ni**a want beef, beat him purple like he Grimace
One-hand touch down like I'm Jerry Rice
I'm a bad b*tch from the nineties/90's, 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 sh*t comin' as youngin so it happened twice
Me and all my ni**as gettin' active, you an acolyte
Faded as the fu*k, I'm the club, takin' bad advice
I'm a Southern ni**a, I like b*tches with some cellulite
[Verse 2]
Hop out the whip like, "Hey, b*tch"
Chillin' in the pool, I flew a cougar out to Vegas
b*tch, I'm off a bean, got me goin' 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, ni**a, ring the bell
If they ever let me in the heaven, I'ma make it hell
fu*k it up, they send me straight to hell, I'm from ATL
I'll hit a ni**a so hard he'll lose his sense of smell
Comin' at me sideways, leave a ni**a parallel
Besties with my blower, "here it go" just like we Kenan-Kel
fu*k ni**a trippin', we gon' clip him like a fingernail
Run up in your crib, leave it empty like a clearance sale
Henny got my stomach hurtin', b*tch, I need some ginger ale
Throwin' all my jewelry at these strippers, b*tch, I make it hail
Only real ni**as finna get it, like a sickle cell
[Chorus]
I told that b*tch she need to mind her fu*kin' business
We ain't goin' back and forth, this ain't no tennis
Told that ni**a what I'm worth, that hurt his feelings
Got a Chevy, off white, same color Lois Griffin
I told that ni**a, "Mind your fu*kin' business"
I feel like Master P, it ain't no fu*kin' limit
Don't nobody give a fu*k 'bout your opinion
ni**a, worry 'bout yourself, you need to go and find some b*tches