Iremember (P1)

ITS A CINEMA SHITTTME I used to trap On the block So long If a nigga hit my phone Had to hit the Nokia I remember bussing up Some itty bity bitch From the courts & I think shawty name Zikya I remember hiding Dirty money In that brand new mattress My momma brought me From Ikea I was just fuckin on bitches She said that she cuff But I think her Boyfriend John Cena Got done fuckin on Some bitch name Niya She facetime her friend That I fucked name Mia She talkin that talk She think that I needa You just getting dick girl Don’t think you a keeper My heart so cold So deep in the freezer I move wit the heater So You freeze when I see ya I ball like I’m Vince While I’m smoking Sativa Yeah earned my stripes I ain’t talkin adidas You niggas be capping Less bitching more rapping You nigga be snakes Like jafar from Aladdin She catching this dick If I throw it like madden She feelin the drip yeah She know it’s high fashion I’m all about chicken These niggas want beef But I am the butcher so ima causing havoc I had this one bitch Who was doing gymnastics She did all them tricks But her pussy was tragic So I disappeared on her Like I’m uncle magic Boy do not talk tough If you do not want static Pop out on yo block & I’m so cinematic Ain't seeing my niggas End up in no casket I met this op thot She ready to f*ck Her boyfriend talk tough I’m raming her guts I can’t trust bitches These bitches be sluts & I ain’t shaming bitches But bitches be nuts Yeah She wanna love But there ain’t no trust I heard she a eater So that is a must Always outta space Like I took the bus You always wan argue I don’t like too fuss I’m smoking on spliffy You niggas on dust Who running shit? Nigga it’s Us I’m running shit Like my real name is Russ But I won’t take an L So That is a plus I hit from the back And smack on her butt Put all this dick Right up in her guts Then spin on the block & get me some bucks Boy this is not poker Don’t think ima bluff I remember back then When I used to smoke Dutch We had 3 for 20 Yeah that came in clutch The 8thys was 40 But that shit was stuffed Had me all in yo bitch Like the cheese in the crust I used to trap On the block So long If a nigga hit my phone Had to hit the Nokia I remember bussing up Some itty bity bitch From the courts & I think shawty name Zikya I remember hiding Dirty money In that brand new mattress My momma brought me From Ikea I was just fuckin on bitches She said that she cuff But I think her Boyfriend John Cena Got done fuckin on Some bitch name Niya She facetime her friend That I fucked name Mia She talkin that talk She think that I needa You just getting dick girl Don’t think you a keeper My heart so cold So deep in the freezer I move wit the heater So You freeze when I see ya I ball like I’m Vince While I’m smoking Sativa Yeah earned my stripes I ain’t talkin adidas