Don't be worried bout what we be doin', what we doin', makin' money What they doin' hatin' on us, if they want it, take it from me What them other d**ks doin'? I don't know, cause I don't stone em Mind my business, all my momma f**kin' time Come in big booty, f**k, made a bad c**t up Shots out the switch, made them baggage man up Say that she a b**ch, she my private dancer You can call her phone, but she ain't gon' answer Go, go, go, go Known to tone a b**ch up, talkin' way past the ceiling Go, she f**kin' with me because he carries like a red bacillus My n**a pop Percocets, bite like a willy From the city of Memphis, we known for mackin' and pimpin' But I'm a hot boy, I can't lie, I got some Weezy up in me You know this s**t get greasy, I'm in the streets like a meter She tellin' me that she need me, but Lord know that she a eater I tell him drop his nuts, he holdin' too much tension in his balls Made her run a four-flat, but he was six feet tall Like a high schooler, f**k, I'm tryna hit all y'all Yeah, I seen him storm her, but I'm tryna make him fall, fall Shake it, she was fully dressed, now she naked Back shots, front shots, makin' b**ch shake *** Ready for the c**k shot, told her to taste it Bad b**ch chased me, I used to be basic She askin' for my ride out, ho, you get a latex Ball deep in her mouth, make a b**ch sail it Swallow my n**a, or your friend a replacement Put her on her knees, yeah, I caught that c**k quick Don't be worried about what we be doin' What we doin' makin' money What they doin' hatin' on us If they want it, take it from me What the mother d**k doin'? I don't know, cause I don't stone her Mind my business, don't my mama f**kin' I'm comin' big booty, b**ch, made her back a** up Shots off the switch, made him bag his man up Say that she a b**ch, she my private dancer She said, come here, she said, get chill She said, stop playin', bring that d**k here Ooh, I got b**ches waitin' to see me like a premiere Ooh, in her mouth be full of semen, look like veneers Ooh, don't be worried about what I'm doin' Don't be worried about who I'm doin' Don't be worried about who I'm f**kin' All these burgers says I'm chewin' All these burgers and this Louis Got her twerkin' that lil' booty She said, throw that d**k in the toaster She gon' catch it like a movie I be askin' b**ches out Leave her at that d**k house Never thought I'd leave my kids Until I love him and I'm out I be stretchin' b**ches out You be stressin' b**ches out I'm like Leonel Messi Kickin' Messi b**ches out Girl, you workin' with some b**ches I smack it with my backhand Ooh, she got that backhand I give that cat that cat scan From a hot boy to a madman That hot water run hell deep Call him M-L-E You can call me McAvely Shirt off, chopper on We the baby, Babylon I'm greedy, baby, Ramadan Got my slimes with me, it's a slime-a-thon Wake up with Balenciaga pajamas on Check my phone, new pictures I check your b**ch like the new Twitter Don't be worried about what we be doin' What we doin', makin' money What they doin', hatin' on us If they want it, take it from me What them other d**ks doin'? I don't know, cause I don't stone them Mind my business, all my momma f**kin' I'm comin' big booty Made a bag of a**es up Shots out the switch Made them baggies mad up Say that she a b**ch She my private dancer You can call her phone And I'll probably answer Go, go, go, go, go, go Mulatto a** b**ch Go, go, go, go, go, go, go, go