Mind Ur Business Xhulooo (Ft. Highway)
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[Intro: Xhulooo]
(XJay)
(Ayy, Woods, light that shit up)
(Highway)
Yeah, yeah (Hey, yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Woah, oh)
Yeah, yeah (Hey, yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Woah, oh)
Yeah, yeah (Hey, yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Woah, oh)
Yeah, yeah (Hey, yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Woah, oh)
[Chorus: Xhulooo]
Mind your business, you might get a bag too (Get a bag too)
And I know she wan' be up on me like a tattoo (Yeah, yeah)
If it ain't 'bout bread, then just stop talkin', I ain't ask you (Stop all that talkin', yeah)
Had to get up, get it on my own like I was asked to (Yeah)
Heard hе talkin' reckless, we won't lеt him walk (We won't let him walk)
That boy dead as ever, layin' in the chalk (Layin' in the chalk, yeah)
Whole gang gettin' money, we don't got time to talk (Don't got time to talk)
When I went to go get that check, I had to sign it off (Had to sign it off)
Feel like my mind is off
[Verse 1: Xhulooo & Highway]
Trackhawk, runnin' off the road, it don't make no sense (In that Trackhawk)
I'm just tryna stay up out the way and count my dividends (Count my dividends)
Know I gotta stay out on the watch 'cause I'm vigilant (Yeah, on the watch)
All my brothers steppin' right behind me just like militants (You know they steppin')
Chopper rip off ligaments
I'ma need the whole bag now, not in increments (No, not in increments)
I'm just tryna get my money strong just like a gymnast is (My money strong)
Funny how you thought that you could play me like an instrument (Ha, ha, ha)
Let me know what the business is
Stayed up
I had to get my cake up
Pack in, I get it later
Don't really care 'bout a hater
New stick came with a laser
He getting shocked, no taser
I'm ballin' hard like a Blazer
Cut that boy off with a razor
Yes, I got bread like a baker
No, I'm not doing no favors (Huh?)
Hop in that coupe, tryna race, yeah
I got that blick, hit his face, yeah (Hit his face, yeah)
We get him gone, no eraser
You better know your place, yeah (You better know your place)
I told her it's okay, yeah (I told her it's okay)
I told her it's okay, yeah (I told her it's okay)
(XJay)
(Ayy, Woods, light that shit up)
(Highway)
Yeah, yeah (Hey, yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Woah, oh)
Yeah, yeah (Hey, yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Woah, oh)
Yeah, yeah (Hey, yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Woah, oh)
Yeah, yeah (Hey, yeah)
Yeah, yeah (Woah, oh)
[Chorus: Xhulooo]
Mind your business, you might get a bag too (Get a bag too)
And I know she wan' be up on me like a tattoo (Yeah, yeah)
If it ain't 'bout bread, then just stop talkin', I ain't ask you (Stop all that talkin', yeah)
Had to get up, get it on my own like I was asked to (Yeah)
Heard hе talkin' reckless, we won't lеt him walk (We won't let him walk)
That boy dead as ever, layin' in the chalk (Layin' in the chalk, yeah)
Whole gang gettin' money, we don't got time to talk (Don't got time to talk)
When I went to go get that check, I had to sign it off (Had to sign it off)
Feel like my mind is off
[Verse 1: Xhulooo & Highway]
Trackhawk, runnin' off the road, it don't make no sense (In that Trackhawk)
I'm just tryna stay up out the way and count my dividends (Count my dividends)
Know I gotta stay out on the watch 'cause I'm vigilant (Yeah, on the watch)
All my brothers steppin' right behind me just like militants (You know they steppin')
Chopper rip off ligaments
I'ma need the whole bag now, not in increments (No, not in increments)
I'm just tryna get my money strong just like a gymnast is (My money strong)
Funny how you thought that you could play me like an instrument (Ha, ha, ha)
Let me know what the business is
Stayed up
I had to get my cake up
Pack in, I get it later
Don't really care 'bout a hater
New stick came with a laser
He getting shocked, no taser
I'm ballin' hard like a Blazer
Cut that boy off with a razor
Yes, I got bread like a baker
No, I'm not doing no favors (Huh?)
Hop in that coupe, tryna race, yeah
I got that blick, hit his face, yeah (Hit his face, yeah)
We get him gone, no eraser
You better know your place, yeah (You better know your place)
I told her it's okay, yeah (I told her it's okay)
I told her it's okay, yeah (I told her it's okay)
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