Don’t Remind Me

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Laron - Rap

Don’t Remind Me

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[Chorus] Shit got rough at the bottom Ain't at the top but you know I'm still climbing I put them problems behind me But either way, you ain't gotta remind me I put them losses behind me But either way, you ain't gotta remind me Don't go creeping up on me, I'm keeping it on me, that's word to my mommy I'm sipping too much drank, I pour it up like this shit is a hobby Big grabba I'm smoking on hotties Ride with that shit, go bow like Fivi Top smut tell them girls, get thotty Ten bad hoes in a hotel lobby She independent, don't need from nobody I'm in the Double R, it's not the Mazi [Verse 1] Signed up to the streets, but I'm big independent like shout out to Gozzy New chops, like I'm taking karate Louis Vuitton on the black belt They keep hacking me I know how Shaq felt I got more water on me than Mike Phelps You was acting like I was your last hope Now you fronting, just know that's your last help Tryna smoke him like a spliff, if he a problem, get subtracted Tryna go and make a bag, like every time I dump the ashes And I smoke it by the zip, so go ahead and do the math I ain't check in with this shit, if brodie open I'ma pass it I ain't check in with this shit, I'm tell yoy facts, these niggas capping I see right through it, it's plastic Wrapping up packs in the plastic She got BBL, it ain't plastic Who getting the cash in the fastest? Don't make me call Spazz and he spazzing New tool, I added the gadget [Chorus] Shit got rough at the bottom Ain't at the top but you know I'm still climbing I put them problems behind me But either way, you ain't gotta remind me I put them losses behind me But either way, you ain't gotta remind me Don't go creeping up on me, I'm keeping it on me, that's word to my mommy I'm sipping too much drank, I pour it up like this shit is a hobby Big grabba I'm smoking on hotties Ride with that shit, go bow like Fivi Top smut tell them girls, get thotty Ten bad hoes in a hotel lobby She independent, don't need from nobody I'm in the Double R, it's not the Mazi [Verse 2] Finished my cup, I need more drank Want the bags don't want the court date Foreign so fast, they won't chase She bad, she right off explore page Rackies on me, I got more saved Got a chocolate bitch and a vanilla one And the other one, color of cinnamon And you broke, 'cause you doing the minimum Tango came home, then he went back Now it's a fire at minimum Bro need a pack, I'm shipping And he don't waste time, he flipping them I got young bulls like Pippen You see the gang get lined I'm skipping them And the spots love me 'cause I'm tipping them Niggas is snakes, I could never sit with them [Chorus] Shit got rough at the bottom Ain't at the top but you know I'm still climbing I put them problems behind me But either way, you ain't gotta remind me I put them losses behind me But either way, you ain't gotta remind me Don't go creeping up on me, I'm keeping it on me, that's word to my mommy I'm sipping too much drank, I pour it up like this shit is a hobby Big grabba I'm smoking on hotties Ride with that shit, go bow like Fivi Top smut tell them girls, get thotty Ten bad hoes in a hotel lobby She independent, don't need from nobody I'm in the Double R, it's not the Mazi

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