Remember Me
Can't call nowhere home till it echoes
Niggas biting my shit like they eggos
Find a new end goal man come up with angles
Niggas I knew tried to fuck me over for the pesos
My plug had been shorting me bricks
Alls fair in love man but fuck all that shit
RIP bankroll that shit really hit
I'm making that payroll ain't worried bout shit
If I need to or got to ill serve up a lick
It is what it is
Tell all your friends
That nigga right there, him in the Benz
Archduke LeFrost did it again
Flip on the nos hit the speed
Stretch out my hands I'm in need
Spent too long in hell and I'm weak
Hop in the stu I'm 900 degrees
Wear this shit all on my sleeve
Ice on my wrist is vv
Frost from the mud and the grease
Heavenly Father remember it's me
Promise ain't much I would change
This ain't the lotto its change
That ain't the motto its games
Look at my model its gains
Check on my profit it doubled
Checkin yo shit and you caught on the bubble
Jig shaking the room feel that shit rumble
My cash is all clean went straight through the tumble
My foreign just flew from the jungle
Shawty so thick I think she a jumbo
Pour me a shot and then pour me a double
Pass you a rack I'll show you a fumble
They thought I lacked a nigga was humble
I been a boss since I lived with my uncle
Pussy taste best when it's straight off
The pole
Nigga talk shit and I leave him a hole
Flip on the nos hit the speed
Stretch out my hands I'm in need
Spent too long in hell and I'm weak
Hop in the stu I'm 900 degrees
Wear this shit all on my sleeve
Ice on my wrist is vv
Frost from the mud and the grease
Heavenly Father remember its me
Me and my baby went straight to Belotti
We ordered the pasta that shit agnolotti
From imposter syndrome I was eating bologna
Now frosty is popping I got me some cronies
They make up for homies I couldn'tve kept
I sell nostalgia in wraps like a gift
Nigga want beef and I turn him to gifs
My skill is on Uber but I prefer Lyft
LeFrost is too icy like glacier I drip
Ain't sweating for shit I got A-level grip
I got niggas who blood and niggas who crip
I call 'em all gang and the set it don't trip
Flip on the nos hit the speed
Stretch out my hands I'm in need
Spent too long in hell and I'm weak
Hop in the stu I'm 900 degrees
Wear this shit all on my sleeve
Ice on my wrist is vv
Frost from the mud and the grease
Heavenly Father remember its me
Niggas biting my shit like they eggos
Find a new end goal man come up with angles
Niggas I knew tried to fuck me over for the pesos
My plug had been shorting me bricks
Alls fair in love man but fuck all that shit
RIP bankroll that shit really hit
I'm making that payroll ain't worried bout shit
If I need to or got to ill serve up a lick
It is what it is
Tell all your friends
That nigga right there, him in the Benz
Archduke LeFrost did it again
Flip on the nos hit the speed
Stretch out my hands I'm in need
Spent too long in hell and I'm weak
Hop in the stu I'm 900 degrees
Wear this shit all on my sleeve
Ice on my wrist is vv
Frost from the mud and the grease
Heavenly Father remember it's me
Promise ain't much I would change
This ain't the lotto its change
That ain't the motto its games
Look at my model its gains
Check on my profit it doubled
Checkin yo shit and you caught on the bubble
Jig shaking the room feel that shit rumble
My cash is all clean went straight through the tumble
My foreign just flew from the jungle
Shawty so thick I think she a jumbo
Pour me a shot and then pour me a double
Pass you a rack I'll show you a fumble
They thought I lacked a nigga was humble
I been a boss since I lived with my uncle
Pussy taste best when it's straight off
The pole
Nigga talk shit and I leave him a hole
Flip on the nos hit the speed
Stretch out my hands I'm in need
Spent too long in hell and I'm weak
Hop in the stu I'm 900 degrees
Wear this shit all on my sleeve
Ice on my wrist is vv
Frost from the mud and the grease
Heavenly Father remember its me
Me and my baby went straight to Belotti
We ordered the pasta that shit agnolotti
From imposter syndrome I was eating bologna
Now frosty is popping I got me some cronies
They make up for homies I couldn'tve kept
I sell nostalgia in wraps like a gift
Nigga want beef and I turn him to gifs
My skill is on Uber but I prefer Lyft
LeFrost is too icy like glacier I drip
Ain't sweating for shit I got A-level grip
I got niggas who blood and niggas who crip
I call 'em all gang and the set it don't trip
Flip on the nos hit the speed
Stretch out my hands I'm in need
Spent too long in hell and I'm weak
Hop in the stu I'm 900 degrees
Wear this shit all on my sleeve
Ice on my wrist is vv
Frost from the mud and the grease
Heavenly Father remember its me
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Writer(s): Jordan Garrett
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