ObeyThaRapper - 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 f*ckin on bitches
She said that she cuff
But I think her Boyfriend
John Cena
Got done f*ckin on
Some bitch name Niya
She facetime her friend
That I f*cked 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 f*ckin on bitches
She said that she cuff
But I think her Boyfriend
John Cena
Got done f*ckin on
Some bitch name Niya
She facetime her friend
That I f*cked 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