Forget Me (feat. MGM Lett)

(Tahj Money)

Don't do that

Yeah

I'm a boss up out my section, I been running shit

**** play guitar or lesson, get the gun and shit

I been rapping, trapping bad and when that label hit me

If I fuck up, lose that bag, then they might say forget me

Yeah, I roll up the dope, and I smoke like a chimney

The shit that I sip, it done fuck up my kidney

If I want him dead, I'll pay you to get him

Run up my bag, now they hate on a ****

Wherever I go, know I'm taking my pistol

Fuck that, I dip, I won't lay on the pillow

I fuck that bitch one night and he love her

I nutted out on her face, he kissed her

That made me mad and the **** in trouble

KC gon' pull up with Drac' an' go get 'em

That lil' ho' bad but I fuck with a rubber

Every young **** get paper, they hit her

He put on shoes with his Drac', but he missing

He caught some shots to the face and got killed

They didn't believe in me, and then they went with me

And I just dropped 40 caps and grew up

Had to do that shit again, these **** must've thought that I lost it

I been picking up backends and I turned all my friends to bosses

Before you play them crosses, make sure your people can pay for coffins

Six thousand for that swag, you be so fresh they say that often

Ran that shit up, so I'm thanking the plug

Lean in my cup, I be drinking my drugs

Went to the A and I spent like a doge

Left out of magic, I think I'm in love

Know the show on the way, so I'm seeking a ten

These bitches gang, so I'm freaking her friend

**** playing, get hit, it's down on this run

I'm on, I swear that it's never gon' end

I'm a boss up out my section, I been running shit

**** play guitar or lesson, get the gun and shit

I been rapping, trapping bad and when that label hit me

If I fuck up, lose that bag, then they might say forget me

****, I wish death upon all my opps

We got shell casings, I don't need choppas

Won't take one step out my house without my Glocks

****, on my soul, I ain't myself without my walkin'

Folks won't never catch this car, so we ain't never worried 'bout coppin'

Ride with 150-some shots, ****, we ain't never worried 'bout opps

Twin shoot a Drac' and start spitting fire

Yeah, I'm original, one of a kind

Come and play with this shit and you die

Bro excited, he just caught a body

When you run that shit up, ****, pop it

I was broke as a bitch tryna run up a ten, now my bankroll thick as a Bible

Bro just got it on butt, and he ride with a switch

If he spot him, I'll out and he fryin' him

I got rich, now they hating, they envy

I ain't on me, it's in me, I kill it with kindness

You gon' die, you keep riding with that semi

We keep us a fully and two or three shots

Turn a hundred racks into a penny

Whatever I'm spending, I'm over these shots

I'm a boss up out my section, I been running shit

**** play guitar or lesson, get the gun and shit

I been rapping, trapping bad and when that label hit me

If I fuck up, lose that bag, then they might say forget me