Don't Worry Lyrics - Party Next Door

Still got it, my nigga 

Don't worry about me, nigga 

Never worry about me, nigga 

Don't worry about me 

Everybody say they got rack up 

Show me the rollie 

Niggas can't count me out, cause these niggas countin' on me 

Hoes wanna come see a boy now, cause hoes wanna fuck with me 

Subsidized housing is a project 

Poppa never taught me how to cock it 

Poppa just taught me how to respect it 

Sauga City taught me how to pop it 

Bullets don't come with a name 

Gun's don't come with a killer, gun's don't come for vanilla 

The choppa' only coming for a nigga 

Choppa can tell when tequila screw up like Ikea, kea, kea 

She look like Aaliyah, liyah, liyah, liyah 

That's how I treat her, treat her, treat her, treat her 

Bad lil' whoadie 

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Rollie that rollie that came with that roll 

All as a kid I was dreaming 'bout more 

You fucking with me I got more by the North 

Ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, you know I got it 

Still got it, my nigga 

Don't worry about me, nigga 

Never worry about me, nigga 

Don't worry about me 

Everybody say they got rack up 

Show me the rollie 

Don't worry 'bout me nigga 

Photos 

Everyday a nigga birthday so I need a bigger cake 

These niggas paying for these bitches 

Man I'm chilling tryna' find me some real estate 

Bases loaded eatin' good over here, 

Bitch tell the waitress bring some dinner plates 

Everybody keep saying that I'm in the lead, didn't know I was in a race 

Excuse the Versace that's sitting on the floor 

I'm pimping and Party singing to your ho 

I told my other girl that I might be late 

One way pocket so you know a nigga straight 

On another note, yeah you know I still got it in the club with the pocket rocket 

Step in the building, bitches get excited 

Have you ever seen a female riot? 

Ooh, gettin' too close then somebody might shoot you 

I left the bullshit in the past, nigga I can see the future 

Ray Charles-Ray Bans, all I see is money, all I see is honeys 

In the club blowing your budget 

Know the haters gon' hate, but the bitches love it 

Rollie that rollie that came with that roll 

All as a kid I was dreaming 'bout more 

You fucking with me I got more by the North 

Ready, I'm ready, I'm ready, you know I got it 

Still got it, my nigga 

Don't worry about me, nigga 

Never worry about me, nigga 

Don't worry about me 

Everybody say they got rack up 

Show me the rollie