BlueBucksClan - Remember lyrics

Five hundred on a shirt 'cause
I ain't have a tee (I ain't have a tee)
I'm just thinkin' how my
Life changed dramatically (Goddamn, Ten11)
All this money made my bitch
Don't get mad at me (Don't get mad at me)
All the bitches wanna hang
Got a batch with me (Come alone)
Ball on niggas like the Park
Ain't no patchin' me (Ain't no patchin')
Pop a pill, sippin' drank
It's relaxin' me (I'm relaxed)
Flyin' high like LaVine, yeah, Zachary
(Zach LaVine)
I got hoes, I can swap 'em out if one mad
(One mad) please tell me you ain't
Satisfied with one bag (The fuck?)
I'm in traffic gettin' top
With the chair back (Chair back)
Finna bust it in her face like an airbag
(Goddamn) your bitch looked me in the eyes
So I stare back (Stare back)
I'm in Cincinnati with it, I'm a Bearcat
(Bearcat) my bitch fuckin' up
I'm finna send her hair back (Send it back)

Fendi snapped on my feet like a bear trap
Fresh 'cut took two hours
I don't wear hats (I don't wear 'em)
Why you think I don't got
Kids? I don't bareback (No kids)
I just really want some top
Put your hair back (Put your hair up)
Niggas tryna bring Dickies back
I can't wear that (Never wear 'em)
I be sharin' bitches, but this
You can't have that
(You can't have this one)
Out of all the homies
I'm the one that share the most
(I'm the one)
Runnin' 'round hittin' hoes like
I'm Jarret Doege (Jarret Doege)
Givenchy short set four thousand
Came with a coat (Four thousand)

Relationships, you gon' lose if
You care the most (On God)
Deuce of Wock' every day
That's my daily dose (Daily dose)
Takin' over in my city, movin' like a ghost
(Ghost) niggas hatin', bitches suckin'
They can't miss a post (I love it)

'Member livin' with my cousin
For like fifty months (Fifty months)
Twelve kids, one house like the Brady Bunch
(Brady bunch)
Fake cereal, pour it out the bag every lunch
(Every lunch) had to ask my granny
"What the fuck is Fruity Crunch?"
(What the fuck?)

Had to ask my mama
"What the fuck is Berry Wheats?"
(Fuck is this?)
'Member sleepin' on that floor
For a hundred weeks (Hundred weeks)
Baby cousins cryin' loud
I couldn't go to sleep (Go to sleep)
Told myself, yeah
I'm done eatin' Manwich meat
(yeah, I'm done)

Told myself I ain't fryin'
No more sandwich meat (yeah, I'm done)
Now it's five-star plates
I can't wait to eat (I can't wait)
Now I got a driver just to get from A to B
(From A to B) now I'm that nigga all these
Bitches pay to see (Bitches pay to see)
BucksClan, we them niggas, yeah
We strangle beats (Strangle beats)
When they ask who that nigga
You remain in your seat
(Remain in your seat)
I ain't even want this bitch, man
She came to me (She came to me)
Told her that I gotta have
It like Jermaine Dupri (Jermaine Dupri)