Mind Yo Business – 21 Savage
I can tell these n_gga’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_gga pause
Hundred round drum, round of applause
B_tches know I got that bag Santa Claus
I drink lean and I pop xans
Slaughter Gang, we the Glock clan
Poppin’ molly n_gga, San-Tan
I’m back on that bullsh_t again
I wanna f_ck your best friend
I just went a bought a brand new Benz
B_tch I came from the bottom
We was starving, we was robbing
[Hook:]
Mind your business, b_tch
Mind your business, b_tch
Mind your business, b_tch
Mind your business, b_tch
We ain’t with that friendly sh_t
That friendly sh_t
That friendly sh_t
That friendly sh_t
Catch ’em out back, roll the window down and smash
Another toe-tagged n_gga laying in the grass
Five shooters in the back of the Uber n_gga and they ready to shoot
I tie my laces, I dip in that bag n_gga and I take me a boof
I’m the Slaughter King n_gga, I don’t give a f_ck about you
You get you some money, you get you some fame, these b_tches 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_gga rock, now I got a whole block
[Hook]
