Blinds - Aminé

Every day I’m counting up my paper

Petty niggas hate, the ones in public with the vapors

Leave 'em in the dust and then we tell 'em see you later

Only people that truly know me is my mama and my maker

Shawty, you like my freeform dreads

I love it when she give a nigga freeform head

It’s the banana boy, favorite color you know

Yellow is the new black, and I’m Mr. Caputo

Close the blinds

I want to see me shine

Don’t want to hear you chime

I want to see me glisten

Close the blinds

I want to see me shine

Don’t want to hear you chime

I want to see me glisten

Dreads like Bob Marley, hardly ever call these hoes

I’m too gnarly, look like George Foreman

Couldn’t afford Jordan’s, talk to informant, never

I’m important, maybe I might die

Baby girl, I’m the cream of the crop (Yeah)

Creme de la creme, got the juice so they jock (True)

Women in my city treat a nigga like I’m Diddy

Pimpin' ain’t a thang, I’m independent with my lane (Ay!)

Aminé very fly (Yeah), Aminé don’t even try (No)

He raps and then he dips, he never singin' for no tricks (yeah)

Turn on your TV, then you might see me

Aminé don’t give a fuck because I know that I’m the G