Boy, I roll up on my car and I'm on some Porsche Always talking shit and never do shit Bitch, you looking dumb, you looking stupid Like I said to my face, bitch, you got a lot to say, yeah I, I got a lot on my mind I, I let it burn in the fire I, I don't need no advice from you, you, you So, bitch, you better mind your fucking business Mind your fucking business, damn Bitch, you better mind your fucking business Mind your fucking business Nah, your fucking business Mind your fucking business Love for my dogs, you know I call it The kinder you are, the more your heartache They don't watch them strangers, they they watch in pockets Need a couple hundred, girl, I need a bigger wallet I, I got a lot on my mind I, I let it burn in the fire I, I don't need no advice from you, you, you So bitch, you better mind your fucking business You better mind your fucking business Nigga, you better mind your fucking business You better mind your fucking business Mind your fucking business