Don’t Mind Me

Lyrics

[Intro: Bobby Bucher] Yeah, ay Uhh [Chorus: Bobby Bucher] Yeah I spend a lotta money bitch don't remind me Yeah you know I drop a lotta hits so rewind me I'm just out here getting rich like don't mind me I'm just out here with the gang me and my homies Yeah I spend a lotta money bitch don't remind me Yeah you know I drop a lotta hits so rewind me I'm just out here getting rich like don't mind me I'm just out here with the gang me and my homies [Verse 1: Lush One] Ay Valentino on her kicks, Cartier wrist [?] on the strip lean crash a foreign whip I ain't got insurance I'm the hit-and-run kid 20 on the neck but I can't afford the shit Ha, just bought me a new bitch I make lil' miss pussy wet like mist I get blue when she break blue strips Her shooters treat beef like they eating Ruth's Chris Her shooters don't miss infrared focus Shooters like smokers out here finna blow shit No election but folk know them poles it It's 47 not 6ix9ine or troll shit Jit, 3-80 in my Tommy fanny pack Going dumb with the tool like I'm handicapped Blowing syrup for my dead folk Cadalack Catch me with the gang in the trap counting stacks [Chorus: Bobby Bucher] Yeah I spend a lotta money bitch don't remind me Yeah you know I drop a lotta hits so rewind me I'm just out here getting rich like don't mind me I'm just out here with the gang me and my homies Yeah I spend a lotta money bitch don't remind me Yeah you know I drop a lotta hits so rewind me I'm just out here getting rich like don't mind me I'm just out here with the gang me and my homies [Verse 2: Chase Moore] Ay, ay, ay Lush came with the stacks gave the bro digits Straight laced in the Bape and the 'Lo vintage It's like I'm playing tag how I'm so wit' it Fit a mill' in a paper bag I'm to-go wit' it Getting taxed for the pack, if you ask for the pass then you pay it all back with the whole interest (I need it) This lean help the motion sickness (tech) We ain't leaving no witness Feel the fire and the snow from the blizzard (brr) One minute you hot then it's a cold bidness It's like Vice City how I steal ya' shit (GTA) Turn a S550 to a beat-up whip (DOA) Grew up on the Luniz, Pac 40 B-Legit Went from five on it to Top 40, streaming hits J-jocking my fresh, copping my flex Analyze and only add it to my Spotify check, yeah [Chorus: Bobby Bucher] Yeah I spend a lotta money bitch don't remind me Yeah you know I drop a lotta hits so rewind me I'm just out here getting rich like don't mind me I'm just out here with the gang me and my homies Yeah I spend a lotta money bitch don't remind me Yeah you know I drop a lotta hits so rewind me I'm just out here getting rich like don't mind me I'm just out here with the gang me and my homies [Verse 3: Bobby Bucher] New shit new whip, new shoes Same kid from the block, big moves In the streets I go hard, nuttin' new Louis on my waist, Louis on my shoes Pull up with the gang, yeah that's gang moves Man these hoes sucking dick yeah that's old news My flow hot, no interviews Man I swear to God, I be with them goons [Chorus: Bobby Bucher] Yeah I spend a lotta money bitch don't remind me Yeah you know I drop a lotta hits so rewind me I'm just out here getting rich like don't mind me I'm just out here with the gang me and my homies Yeah I spend a lotta money bitch don't remind me Yeah you know I drop a lotta hits so rewind me I'm just out here getting rich like don't mind me I'm just out here with the gang me and my homies