Remember That - Lil Debbie

Yup, yup

Bitch, I remember that

Yup, hear me out

Hear me out, hear me out, hear me out

Back when I needed my paper up

They never gave a fuck

Told me my shit was beginner’s luck

Shit, I’m still here as fuck

I ain’t got time for no new friends

I just need new fans

Money exposes your true friends

And I got me some new bands

So I’m tyin' up loose ends

And I’m makin' some new plans

And I’m settin' some new trends

I’m bakin', I’m bakin', I’m cakin'

And you bitches too bland, take my two hands

Made magic, go get it, said I can’t have it

Bitches phoney and I can’t bag it

And I don’t need it if I can’t cash it, no

I gave a fuck about the law

Ain’t no option but to ball

Hall of fame, hall of fame

I need my jersey on the wall

Game time, game time

Fuck you I take mine

You bitches need some new bundles

No hang time, hang time

Do you remember that?

Rememeber they told me that my shit was average

Yo, who could remember that?

Now my shit poppin', I’m posin' for camera

Yea, I remember though

Remember they told me this shit wouldn’t happen

I swear I remember, hoe

'Cause now my shit crackin', they hop on the wagon but still

I remember though

Do you remember, hoe?

Shit I remember though

But you just a simple hoe

I’m glad I ain’t listen though

But still I remember, hoe

Yea, I remember, hoe

Yea, I remember, hoe

Yea, I remember, hoe

Remember they told me to stop rappin'

Silly bitches told me stop trappin'

Stand out now we outstandin'

Made manoeuvres now we got the action

Went from a gram to a zip

Zips flipped into a couple Ps

Savage bitch, you can’t smoke for free

Now a bitch is up from a couple trees

Who can fuck with me

Elevator, elevator

To the top hella paper

Skyline my time

Bitches dyin' respirator

Flatline, flatline

Flatline, flatline

I ain’t change the game, that’s fine

Stat line, stat line

Show these bitches how to win it

Independent can’t pretend a bitch ain’t did it

You can say that I assisted grind precision

Shine consistent, bitch, I’m different

Funny how these bitches get amnesia

Now I’m hot as fever, please, believe it

Kill these bitches off like I’m the reaper

Blowin' reefer guarantee, I’ll eat ya

Do you remember that?

Rememeber they told me that my shit was average

Yo, who could remember that?

Now my shit poppin', I’m posin' for camera

Yea, I remember though

Remember they told me this shit wouldn’t happen

I swear I remember, hoe

'Cause now my shit crackin', they hop on the wagon but still

I remember though

Do you remember, hoe?

Shit I remember though

But you just a simple hoe

I’m glad I ain’t listen though

But still I remember, hoe

Yea, I remember, hoe

Yea, I remember, hoe

Yea, I remember, hoe