MYOB

Lyrics

[Intro: Justina Valentine] Hey Webb, uh, they're still on my page talking boatloads of shit Hahahahaha, so I told them [Chorus: Justina Valentine] M-Y-O-B, mind your motherfucking biz (Biz) Mind your motherfucking business M-Y-O-B, mind your motherfucking biz (Biz) Mind your motherfucking business (Look, look) [Verse 1: Justina Valentine] Mirror, mirror on the wall (Hello?) Why these hoes stay on my balls? (Why?) Acting big when they so small Got it all, I recorded at the Taj Mahal (Ow) Tryna keep up with us, catch a hernia (Ouch) Step into the circle, we gon' murder you (Yeah) We can't diss you back, we never heard of ya And me and Chris Webb too cold, hypothermia (Let's go) It's I-N-D-E-P-E-N-D E-N-T, do you know what that mean? (Do you know?) Quarter million streams while I water my dreams Mean hustling this at your TV screen First I'm skinny (Right?), now I'm thick (Okay) Are you pregnant? When you due, sis? (Ahh) That's crazy 'cause they way on my dick You better check your menstrual quick, piss on a stick I'm positive when they gossip, I'm a lot of it Bitches really ain't that cognitive, they should bottle it Save it for a rainy day I hope talking shit about me take your pain away (I hope it do) And I know I ain't perfect (Nah) But I wouldn't give a penny to you thots 'cause you thots ain't worth it (Worth shit) Despite the bullshit, I'ma find a way through (Right) Lil' bitch, mind the business that pays you [Pre-Chorus: Justina Valentine] This my vibe, this my tribe This my way, this my ride You wanna see me fall but I'm still gon' rise If you don't like me, get a motherfucking life [Chorus: Justina Valentine & Chris Webby] M-Y-O-B, mind your motherfucking biz (Biz) Mind your motherfucking business M-Y-O-B, mind your motherfucking biz (Biz) Mind your motherfucking business M-Y-O-B, mind your motherfucking biz (Biz) Mind your motherfucking business M-Y-O-B, mind your motherfucking biz (Webby, biz) Mind your motherfucking business [Verse 2: Chris Webby] I got a life to live, so bitch, mind your biz Don't you have your own shit, a fucking wife and kids? Job and hobbies, fuck, anything to do? Read a book, learn to cook, fucking drink some booze Or take a pill, shit, just relax and chill We all got enough bullshit, taxes, bills And other real-life stuff, go and grab the wheel And drive your own damn car, if you're crashing still Then the problem lies within you, it's not me Maybe try therapy or some LSD And stay outta my biz, fucking let me be Shit, you're more nosy than Adrien Brody Rumors all fruitless, they don't bare none Talkin' shit like a gossiping bitch, you Karens Talk a big game but never shooting a fair one Got me seeing red like Justina getting her hair done Y'all hating, cold-blood on some gecko shit Good thing is people are dumb and forget so quick The modern-day memory span's like a pet goldfish Forget to retie the noose if your neck don't fit So even if they cancel you, really it's whatever Come back a month later and they can't even remember I could pull out my dick on national TV And you'd be over it by next week [Pre-Chorus: Justina Valentine] This my vibe, this my tribe This my way, this my ride You wanna see me fall but I'm still gon' rise If you don't like me, get a motherfucking life [Chorus: Justina Valentine & Chris Webby] M-Y-O-B, mind your motherfucking biz (Biz) Mind your motherfucking business M-Y-O-B, mind your motherfucking biz (Biz) Mind your motherfucking business M-Y-O-B, mind your motherfucking biz (Biz) Mind your motherfucking business M-Y-O-B, mind your motherfucking biz (Biz) Mind your motherfucking business [Bridge: Justina Valentine] Why you wasting your time bein' worried 'bout mine? You need to find something to do (Find something to do) I'm grand prix in your mind, we could never be aligned I would never worry 'bout you (Never worry) Another day comes and another day goes But you still gon' be a troll (Yeah) You need to find your own peace when you losing no sleep Baby, it's out of control [Chorus: Justina Valentine] M-Y-O-B, mind your motherfucking biz (Biz) Mind your motherfucking business M-Y-O-B, mind your motherfucking biz (Biz) Mind your motherfucking business M-Y-O-B, mind your motherfucking biz (Biz) Mind your motherfucking business M-Y-O-B, mind your motherfucking biz (Biz) Mind your motherfucking business [Outro: Justina Valentine] So basically if you don't like us Fuck off, hahahahahaha That'll teach 'em