Remember Me (feat. Mudbaby Isaac)

Yeah, you know what the fuck going on It's Guzman It's B-Money in this bitch When I pull up to the block, we never carry, yeah it's a murder scene I spent 2000 on my shoes and these Amiri jeans And all I think about is getting cash, you know it's in my dreams I'm fighting demons late at night I think I'm seeing things I'm taxing 20 for the Gs, I'm selling to the feinds I like my liquor hella dark, I'm sippin Jimmy Beam We push up to the block with hella glocks, yeah we got 10 at least And if you can't show me a rack then you not on my team Yeah we can smell his breath from here, he need some Listerine I'm dropping hella bands all on my clothes, I never shop at Shein I'm never fucking with these hoes they be my enemies And when I make it to the top then you'll remember me Yeah they'll remember me I'm sliding with a stick and it came with a beam Too many haters on the net man get 'em off my screen I got your girl up in my dms trynna sneaky link And imma stack my money tall I'm shopping at the mall And you know I'm finna ball I'm feeling like jJohn Wall I told my homie on the call he had to take the fall And why they steady worried 'bout my life they know I did it all (Bitch, Bitch) Yeah, they know I did it all I feel like Lamelo, all my brothers ball (all my brothers ball) Niggas better grab the umbrealla when that rain fall (when that rain fall) Cause my shooters pull up and take yo face off (and take yo face off) If I see yo bitch, imma hit her (Hitler) like I'm Adolf (yeah, yeah, yeah) Yeah I took yo paper route nigga but I ain't Dolph (yeah, yeah, yeah) It's a rockstar lifestyle man I can't lie (man I can't lie) Brodie got drums everywhere he the baseline (he the baseline) Ouu I meant these hoes love me like I'm Faizon (Faizon Love) I just put a switchy on a pistol it's an AR (it's a fully nigga) Yeah, Yeah, it's an AR (yeah) Like it's Skilla baby yeah this my Tay B Style (yeahhh) Yeah this my Tay B Style And imma bounce out with the glock cause the K too loud (cause the K too loud) If we don't hit, we gon' spin, we go back around (and we go back around) The drac' got a wood tip, like a Black and Mild (it's like a Black and Mild) And you can book me for the show you know I'm rolling loud (loud) Or you can come and cop a pack I got it by the pound (i got it by the pound) My bitch be punching for the belt, like she Ronda Rousey (like she ronda rou, what, what) Nigga was talking shit, then nobody found him (then nobody found) You already gotta admit, I be fucking wilding (he be fucking wild) I be fucking dripped, I don't need no fucking stylist I been wearing drip don't need no fucking stylist (ah ah ah ah ah) Me and bro go for the bills, I'm like Josh Allen (like Josh Allen) Yeah, I'm like Josh Allen I be shooting free throws like a nigga fouling Smoke a blunt, of some runtz, higher than a mountain Nigga was talking shit, then nobody found him (then nobody found him) He was swimming with some sharks, so you know we drowned him (Damn you know we drowned him) I be dripped like a fucking fountain Hold up (like a fucking fountain Nigga pull up we got 100 rounds