I Don't Mind Lyrics

MALO World, MALO Gang

100 percent

NYC

Big Queens

RIP GB

Shorty what's the word

I'm out here wilding, that's a Fendi

Got it on me, don't offend me

Never find my pockets empty

Got Amiri's, got Givenchy

I'm the trapper of the century, turn a nigga into history

Fuck the police trying to frisk me

Yo tell that nigga Kev, he a bitch, can't keep up with me

Don't get fucked up with this blicky, we leave you out here sticky

Hoe, tell that nigga Kyle, his bitch is coming quickly

I ain't worried what she do, she really in love with me

I'm dripping in finesse, you could tell that I been thuggin

Popping bottles, looking rugged

Living every day like fuck it, in the club I be mean mugging

But just because I'm high, don't mean I ain't 100

Don't be talking if you fronting, don't be talking if you lying

Free my homies in the island, free my nigga little Carlos

Talking down on you, we sliding

Son, fuck that nigga Chris, talking like a king but crying

Yea, you crying for a bitch, the whole hood know she wilding

So, let's get back to money, let's get back to fucking profit

Niggas out here pocket watching, till we pull up and we pop them

Niggas really be fugazi, number one, I feel like Tracy

Sipping lean and smoking Lazy, I'm out here moving crazy

Gotta set the message out, in case if you forget it

When you dreaming ain't no limit, you gon' get it as you living

Really out here dripping, Avianne diamonds hitting

I really load the clip in, and leave a nigga slipping

I finesse you while I'm zoning, sipping Henny in the morning

Talking shit about my block, but not dumb to be on it

Don't be stupid trying to scam me, cause I came here with the blammy

My whole hood they say we family, you want beef you can just at me