letra de i remember - dom corleo
i remember when n0body ain’t really believe in me (ayy)
yo, i remember when they hate it like they wasn’t seein’ me (ayy)
now i got about seven hoes comin’ through to the b&b (to the crib)
they pullin’ up tryna f-ck with the kid but they can’t get a feed from me (ayy)
yo, i got these diamonds, they bust out my wrist and them hoes ain’t here like a b-tch (they bust)
i’m skrrt and i’m flippin’, i’m doin’ the trick and i’m tryna trick on your b-tch (i’m tryin’ to trick on your b-tch)
i threw a hundred bands up in the strip club, she gon’ bust it for a tip (thrеw a hundred bands up)
all of the glock’s that came with thе switch
f-ckin’ two b-tches, i’m makin’ ’em switch (yo, makin’ ’em switch)
i’m too d-mn turnt (too d-mn turnt)
i just lit up my blunt in the function (spark it up), they ain’t sayin’ a word (spark it up)
i’ma light up my blunt in the function and you won’t say a word (you won’t say sh-t)
you don’t wanna say sh-t to me (shut up), you too freezed up like you feel me (uh-huh)
you could get it on camera, post it on the ‘gram, tmz when they feel me (tmz when they feel me)
they f-ck tmz, i f-ck my b-tches in the club, baby, that’s the real me (take a pic)
yes, i pop molly and i do a whole lot of drugs, shawty, that’s the real me (shawty, that’s the real me)
you wanna get as high as me, gotta see what got you gon’ have to k!ll me (k!ll me)
i got more money than i ever had
i’m a f-ckin’ model and my b-tch super bad
come f-ck with a kid and i’ma take off your hat
got more money than i ever had, got racks i could go and talk to (talk to racks)
yeah, i fell in love with the green, now i got her stuck on me just like a tattoo
money hit me when i’m in a bad mood
i’ma get lil’ shawty in a head mood
i’ma f-ck her when she in a bad mood
hate a check hit, yeah, it came through (f-ck)
yeah, i ain’t even touch my peak yet, yeah, motherf-cker ain’t reach no height (ain’t touch my peak)
this ain’t no passenger plane, lil’ b-tch, this ain’t a regular flight
i’m throwin’ on way too much jazza to get out of bed
you poppin’ that for the hype
i’m f-ckin’ the money in a big ass bed
this ain’t no regular life (huh?)
i remember when n0body ain’t really believin’ me (ain’t believin’ me)
yeah, i remember when they ate it like they wasn’t seein’ me (i remember when n0body ate it)
now i got about seven hoes comin’ through to the b&b (i got about eight, seven)
they pullin’ up, tryna f-ck with the kid, but they can’t get a feed from me (f-ck)
yeah, i got these diamonds, they bust out my wrist
and them hoes ain’t here like a b-tch (ain’t here like a b-tch)
i’m skattin’, i’m flippin’, i’m doin’ a trick
and i’m tryna trick on your b-tch (i’m skattin’, i’m flippin’, i’m doin’ a trick)
i throw a hundred bands up in the strip club
she gon’ bust it for a tub
all of the glocks that came with the switch
f-ckin’ two b-tches, i’m makin’ ’em switch (yeah)
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