mind ya business - crybaby cash lyrics
woah, woah, c’mon, c’mon
swerving in traffic
i f*ck with the baddest
that ass got attachments
she brown skinned and tatted
that throat could do magic
that’s why i’m attracted
she bougie but she still get ratchet
i’ma rip her her straight out of the plastic
then i’m fly, you just a maggot
i’ma squat and trap out abandoned
n*ggas too turnt up, it’s tragic
h*llcats, trackhawks, it’s madness
n*ggas sold his soul for a million dollar deal
and he still be crashing d*mn
i don’t be checking my texts
then i’m f*cked up in the head, still be f*cking my ex
you n*ggas made me upset
you n*ggas the reason these hoes want a lot for the less
crashеd out ’bout a b*tch
f*ck n*gga, only hoe that he think he can gеt
p.o. tested for my p*ss
stupid b*tch, i had failed but still
i’ma do what i want
i got that hee*hee*hee*hee in the trunk
begging b*tch, i don’t know what you want
you ain’t fly, n*gga still sharing clothes
freddy krueger, he be scaring the hoes
7.62, rip the doors
common sense, b*tch don’t ask how i know
put a youtube check in the, yeah
put a youtube check in the bows
yeah
b*tch, mind your business
n*gga, mind your business
b*tch, mind your*
two*tone
got a mixed hoe two*tone
old head still on flip phones
got some sh*t gotta get gone
most you n*ggas will do anything in the world just to get on
cougar old as flintstones
twin been selling benzos
yeah, yeah
flexing but your benz old
healthy in my mental
b*tch, i was born in my glow, yeah
and i’m that bear you don’t poke, yeah
no, i don’t care about your folks
uh, i’m always in mood for a joke
uh, health conscious i stop eating pork
yeah, if we walking b*tch, don’t split the pole
i feel rich when i put on a robe
i’ma take me a pic front of rolls
no, it ain’t mine, but i’m still gon’ flex
flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, huh
flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, come on
flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, flex
flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, flex, come on
i got that hee*hee*hee*hee in the trunk
begging b*tch, i don’t know what you want
you ain’t fly, n*gga still sharing clothes
freddy krueger, he be scaring the hoes
7.62, rip the doors
common sense, b*tch don’t ask how i know
put a youtube check in the, yeah
put a youtube check in the bows
yeah
b*tch, mind your business
n*gga, mind your business
b*tch, mind your business
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