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