Don't Mind Me
Racks on racks on deck when I come through, don't mind me
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, don't mind me
Pull up in a brand-new drop and snatch your ho, don't mind me
I'ma keep doing this shit until I go, don't mind me
Racks on racks on deck when I come through, don't mind me
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, don't mind me
Pull up in a brand-new drop and snatch your ho, don't mind me
I'ma keep doing this shit until I go, don't mind me
I slide all my checks up in that bank 'fore I leave
Can't see the hotel suite unless she came, photo ID
Niggas come for my neck so I keep sticks, you know my [?]
Only one I ever fear is god so I talk to him on my knees
Get 'em up work, have blood on my hands, nigga [?], roll my sleeves
Sneaks with the shoelace missing
For that nigga rans' nothing less than a bando on my feet
Pull the Ks out where y'all sleep
In a red Corvette with a red side strip
Nowadays, nigga life goes cheap
Racks on racks on deck, drove off that lot, no signing
Young nigga from the east side, love from the G
[?] nigga only see mine, so I creep
No clique, just hundred bands deep
Hoes tryna lock a nigga down
Plan As go and get the Plan B
Racks on racks on deck when I come through, don't mind me
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, don't mind me
Pull up in a brand new drop and snatch your ho, don't mind me
I'ma keep doing this shit until I go, don't mind me
Racks on racks on deck when I come through, don't mind me
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, don't mind me
Pull up in a brand new drop and snatch your ho, don't mind me
I'ma keep doing this shit until I go, don't mind me
Twenty-four carats on the neck piece, shining like a Jack, nigga Stevie King thriller
Kurt Corleone all white leather limousine tint
White Ross, panorama seats [?]
Stacks on deck, finna bust up in the back
Rose bottle, bout to bust open the cap
Don't mind me, I done came to fuck the club up with a couple young niggas from the A
Top downs ridden by the wayside
[?] for the baseside, dribbling the baseline kicker
Before I hit the club, I'ma slide up in your bitch [?]
Come and then she [?] banana
Remember back then, we was all tryna get out the fiddy and now [?] stick out
These fuck-niggas ain't even made enough for the pay-in to send 'em back home with the kick out
Racks on racks on racks, drove off that lot, know I did
Young nigga from the streets, no [?], baby pick your spot before I creep
No clique, just a hundred rounds deep
Feds want to lock a nigga up
Ain't worried 'cause they won't fund me
Racks on racks on deck when I come through, don't mind me
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, don't mind me
Pull up in a brand-new drop and snatch your ho, don't mind me
I'ma keep doing this shit until I go, don't mind me
Racks on racks on deck when I come through, don't mind me
Diamonds on my neck and on my wrist, don't mind me
Pull up in a brand-new drop and snatch your ho, don't mind me
I'ma keep doing this shit until I go, don't mind me