Iremember (P1) Lyrics

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 fuck

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