NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS Lyrics – Wack Zack & Vega HUH

NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS Lyrics by Wack Zack & Vega HUH

Ayy, ooh
Oh my God
Wack Zack on the track
Hopped out the coupe, fishbowl what I dipped in

Always on the move, got no time for them b#tches
Now my money up, went from rags to them riches
I don’t give a f#ck, ’cause it’s none of your business
None of your business

None of your business
I don’t give a f#ck, ’cause it’s none of your business
None of your business
None of your business

Never gave a f#ck, ’cause it’s none of your business
I’m like Juicy J, tell them hoes get out the way
I’ma star, I need my space, you get put right in your place
b#tch, I came up out the jungle, but I don’t got time to hang

I just got her new extensions, she be workin’ on her bangs, uh
Where the cash at? Where the stash at?
If you want a feature then just work it through my CashApp
If you got the smoke then lil b#tch you better pass that

Make the beat drop like the motherf#ckin’ NASDAQ
In the whip bumpin’ Ye on the interstate
Brag about a b#tch but really, I don’t wanna conversate
I hit the b#tch from the back, now her legs numbin’

Jump out the whip with a sack, cash what I’m thumbin’
This ain’t the end ’cause I leave you with a new concussion
I made an M’ then I doubled it like it ain’t nothin’
I see the past and the future like a fortune teller

If she start talkin’ then I’m turnin’ into Helen Keller (Yeah)
Hopped out the coupe, fishbowl what I dipped in
Always on the move, got no time for them b#tches
Now my money up, went from rags to them riches

I don’t give a f#ck, ’cause it’s none of your business
None of your business
None of your business
I don’t give a f#ck, ’cause it’s none of your business

None of your business
None of your business
Never gave a f#ck, ’cause it’s none of your business
None of your business

Why you involving yourself in my business dealings?
Sit your #ss down and take notes on what is true winnin’ (Uh)
Bit by a spider, goin’ crazy, I’m on the ceilin’ (Uh)
Choppa go crazy and now your blood is on the ceilin’, uh

I’m different, I’m cold blooded, I ain’t got a feelin’
Bothered by nothin’, what the f#ck is the superstition? Uh
Nothing impossible, we just keep on gettin missions
No way to pause, m#th*rf#ck*rs got no intermissions, uh

Glock got problems and now I solved ’em
Ho f#ck your crew and your ho problems
On a grave stone now you’re just nostalgia
Wolverine claws on my hands, mauled ’em, uh

VVS diamonds gon’ blind ’em
Reflectin light, too bright my style
Best of the gems, best cut, best diamonds
Stick with your friends like tape, gon’ need them

Hopped out the coupe, fishbowl what I dipped in
Always on the move, got no time for them b#tches
Now my money up, went from rags to them riches
I don’t give a f#ck, ’cause it’s none of your business

None of your business
None of your business
I don’t give a f#ck, ’cause it’s none of your business
None of your business

None of your business
Never gave a f#ck, ’cause it’s none of your business
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Wack Zack & Vega HUH Lyrics – NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS

Wack Zack & Vega HUH

NONE OF YOUR BUSINESS