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road runna - remember that lyrics

[intro]
(yeah, yeah, neeko, you made that beat?) yeah, skrrt
(fore’n) uh, i like this like—
(imixnation for real) double r

[chorus]
i don’t give a f+ck ’bout you or what you doin’ (for real), remember that
before you ever try to beef with me, make sure you got a bag (skrrt, skrrt)
your boyfriend broke, couldn’t f+ck with me, i got these racks all in my pants (got these racks all in my pants, ha)
before you try to beef, make sure you got a bag (make sure you got a bag)
i don’t give a f+ck ’bout you or what you doin’, remember that (uh)
before you evеr try to beef with me (skrrt), make sure you got a bag (doublе r)
your boyfriend broke, couldn’t f+ck with me, i got these racks all in my pants (skrrt, yeah, yeah)
before you try to beef, make sure you got a bag (got a bag for real)

[verse]
you know i hate to show my ass (show my ass)
these n+ggas lame, i swear to god that sh+t so sad (that sh+t so sad, ayy)
that big boy fire, please don’t do that or you gon’ pass (you might die, ayy)
you worry ’bout me, but i’m only in your b+tch ass (i’m only in your b+tch thighs, ayy)
can’t f+ck with you, b+tch, i been left you in the past (you in the past)
it ain’t no stoppin’, cuttin’ corners, doin’ the dash (i’m cuttin’ corners, doin’ the dash, yeah)
n+gga, that’s your b+tch, but she a nat, hit from the back (she a nat, hit from the back)
you fell in love, she just finessin’ on your ass (she just finessin’ on your ass)
i’m goin’ hard every day like it’s my last (like it’s my last)
your 9+to+5 check ain’t too long, that’s why you mad (that’s why you mad)
i made more money than that by sittin’ on my ass (sittin’ on my ass, yeah)
don’t hit my phone mad over a b+tch that i done had (yeah, for real)
and all that hatin’ that you doin’ is so sad
[chorus]
i don’t give a f+ck ’bout you or what you doin’ (for real), remember that
before you ever try to beef with me, make sure you got a bag (skrrt, skrrt)
your boyfriend broke, couldn’t f+ck with me, i got these racks all in my pants (got these racks all in my pants, ha)
before you try to beef, make sure you got a bag (make sure you got a bag)
i don’t give a f+ck ’bout you or what you doin’, remember that (uh)
before you ever try to beef with me (skrrt), make sure you got a bag (double r)
your boyfriend broke, couldn’t f+ck with me, i got these racks all in my pants (skrrt, yeah, yeah)
before you try to beef, make sure you got a bag (got a bag for real)

- road runna lyrics

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