Mind Ya Bidness - Quelle Chris

Me and mine 'bout to shine

Me and mine 'bout to shine

Me and mine 'bout to shine, that’s for motherfucking sure

Feeling VIP, fill a zip full of motherfucking smoke

We got brown, we got white and some motherfucking Guinness

And ain’t nobody here tripping, so mind ya motherfucking bidness

I run game with the Jeanie, no cheat code

For the fill up, psycho killer like Devo

That shit we burn down in the house you bet not reach fo'

Have a nigga praying to the Lord, Timmy Tebow

I ain’t tryna stunt, I post in the back

Can’t eat with them niggas, most them niggas is actors

You ain’t got no homies, all your homies is rappers

Mines rode for me then and they gon' ride for me after

We got a big ass bong with some big ass blunts

Why you coming around?

What your bitch ass want?

Talking 'bout how you know me, no, your snitch ass don’t

I done done a bunch a shit that your lil' ass won’t

'Cause me and mine 'bout to shine, that’s for motherfucking sure

Feeling VIP, fill a zip full of motherfucking smoke

We got brown, we got white and some motherfucking Guinness

And ain’t nobody here tripping, so mind ya motherfucking bidness

Me and mine 'bout to shine, that’s for motherfucking sure

Feeling VIP, fill a zip full of motherfucking smoke

We got brown, we got white and some motherfucking Guinness

And ain’t nobody here tripping, so mind ya motherfucking bidness

Mind ya motherfucking bidness, mind ya motherfucking bidness

Mind ya motherfucking bidness, mind ya motherfucking bidness

Mind ya motherfucking bidness, mind ya motherfucking bidness

Mind ya motherfucking bidness, mind ya motherfucking bidness

Couple spots on the list we 'bout to flip tonight

What we sipping hit a nigga like Kryptonite

Ain’t no losing on this side, my outfit survived

If you get in where you fit in, might switch your life

Want my money at the door like C-O-D

Plus the crown hold it down like P-O-P

You in town trying to clown on G-O-D

They gon' shut the shit down, only O-G

I be Hollywood Hawking, I might flex lowkey

I ain’t guest list trolling, I pull up, just me

Pumping up how you buffing, bro, you ain’t on team

If you ain’t fam now, then you ain’t gon' be

'Cause me and mine 'bout to shine, that’s for motherfucking sure

Feeling VIP, fill a zip full of motherfucking smoke

We got brown, we got white and some motherfucking Guinness

And ain’t nobody here tripping, so mind ya motherfucking bidness

Me and mine 'bout to shine, that’s for motherfucking sure

Feeling VIP, fill a zip full of motherfucking smoke

We got brown, we got white and some motherfucking Guinness

And ain’t nobody here tripping, so mind ya motherfucking bidness

Mind ya motherfucking bidness, mind ya motherfucking bidness

Mind ya motherfucking bidness, mind ya motherfucking bidness

Mind ya motherfucking bidness, mind ya motherfucking bidness

Mind ya motherfucking bidness, mind ya motherfucking bidness

Mind ya motherfucking bidness, mind ya motherfucking bidness

Mind ya motherfucking bidness, mind ya motherfucking bidness

Mind ya motherfucking bidness, mind ya motherfucking bidness

Mind ya motherfucking bidness, mind ya motherfucking bidness

Mind ya motherfucking bidness, mind ya motherfucking bidness

Mind ya motherfucking bidness, mind ya motherfucking bidness

Mind ya motherfucking bidness, mind ya motherfucking bidness

Mind ya motherfucking bidness, mind ya motherfucking bidness

Mind ya motherfucking bidness, bidness, bidness

Uh, bidness, bidness, uh, mind your bidness, bidness

Yo, mind your muhfuckin' bidness, bidness

If y’all niggas can’t spell, it’s T-O-P

Top notch motherfucker 'til I D-I-E

If y’all niggas can’t spell, it’s T-O-P

Top notch motherfucker 'til I D-I-E

I could stand in the middle of Fifth Avenue and shoot somebody and I wouldn’t

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