I Mean It - Remble, Mozzy

I know I’m great, I know I’m destined to win

What they gon' say when I pull off in a Benz

What they gon' do when I say, «Off with his head»

(Laudiano)

Don’t think about me when I’m gone with the wind

How are you telling that you still from the set

Took my soul when she was serving her neck

Gon' be cold and I’ma water my neck

Get everything I always said I would get and I mean it

Get everything I always said I would get and I mean it

Get everything I always said I would get

It’s Remble

I just bounced out a four with a maniac

I got to keep them guys around me, one that’s trained to go

I took his blues and he can never get them faces back

The stapled fitted left him shittin' for all that actin' bold

Catch me countin' up some green, it’s St. Patrick’s day

All F’s but on the streets I made the honor roll

Bleed the streets and get the chili, it’s a common goal

I ain’t gon' lie, I felt acomplished when I bought the store

Pop a polie shells, let’s hop a cole ready to lock and load

We stop them shows, strap and snatch a soul we finna tag a toe

Mackerel, holy mackerel when I’m in Madden mode

Loose lips sink ships, they tryna crash the boat

I know I’m great, I know I’m destined to win

What they gon' say when I pull off in a Benz

What they gon' do when I say, «Off with his head»

Don’t think about me when I’m gone with the wind

How are you telling that you still from the set

Took my soul when she was serving her neck

Gon' be cold and I’ma water my neck

Get everything I always said I would get and I mean it

Get everything I always said I would get and I mean it

Get everything I always said I would get

I’ma blow this F&N until it shit itself

I ain’t hit him where he want, we prolly nicked his melon

They gon' load him on that surfboard and get him help

I felt bad cause center circle funky niggas tellin'

Autos on a Buick with a price difference

Put a plasma on my wrist, this the bigger face

They don’t like me, I could tell cause the ice glisten

You bet' not merge into my lane, get out a nigga way

I might fuck around and run a room inside of Nieman’s

I might fuck around and smoke your dead ones with my demons

I might fuck around and let your bitch sip on this semen

Fuck around and get her pregnant

Cut her off cause she gon' keep it

I know I’m great, I know I’m destined to win

What they gon' say when I pull off in a Benz

What they gon' do when I say, «Off with his head»

Don’t think about me when I’m gone with the wind

How are you telling that you still from the set

Took my soul when she was serving her neck

Gon' be cold and I’ma water my neck

Get everything I always said I would get and I mean it

Get everything I always said I would get and I mean it

Get everything I always said I would get