Don’t Forget (ft. Doodie Lo)

Don’t Forget
[Intro: Doodie Lo]
It’s a Leekeleek banga
Ay, you see me shinin’, ni***
And next time you look on the internet ni***, you see me signin’, ni***
Throwin’ money f*** hoes, ni***
You mad ‘cause you can’t do that, huh, think you wanna be me, ni***

[Chorus: Doodie Lo]
I bought a K, bought a Glock, bought a stick
Since I came up I got these niggas sick
I’m the same ni***, pu***, don’t forget
Just some more money and more guns, got me lit
I’m the same ni***, pu***, don’t forget
I’m a real ni***, pu***, you a bitch
Can’t stand a f*** ni***, man it made me sick
I’m that same young ni***, don’t forget
[Verse 1: Doodie Lo]
I should sit back and let his bitch swallow me
I should name his ass Twitter, the way he followin’
I should send some shooters to where his mama be
He gone tell some, the only thing bothers me
I know how you move, I should put that stick on ‘em
I ain’t gotta, I got youngins I could sic on ‘em (squad)
Back in the day, we laughed and we picked on ‘em
Bitch I own money (?), I shit on ‘em

Lil cash now you gotta hate on me
I do this shit for real, f*** that fame homie
Same young ni***, flipped a hundred bricks
I just want you lil’ niggas to don’t forget
[Chorus: Doodie Lo]
I bought a K, bought a Glock, bought a stick
Since I came up I got these niggas sick
I’m the same ni***, pu***, don’t forget
Just some more money and more guns, got me lit
I’m the same ni***, pu***, don’t forget
I’m a real ni***, pu***, you a bitch
Can’t stand a f*** ni***, man it made me sick
I’m that same young ni***, don’t forget
[Verse 2: Doodie Lo]
I put some money in your pockets with your broke ass
Do (?) to me, now your fool with your joke ass
Ride past, see you stuck, then I slow down
Laugh at you, blow some dope smoke, then I blow past

You not doin’ shooter shit, you know I know that
Motherfuc*** shoot at me, ain’t no question, I’ma blow back (grrat)
Mama always told me watch out for the snakes
They don’t want nothin’ but to leave your ass first forty-eight
I think its time for me to stunt, homie
I got my pockets stuffed, homie
Boy this shit ain’t makin’ sense
Pussy boy don’t forget
[Chorus: Doodie Lo]
I bought a K, bought a Glock, bought a stick
Since I came up I got these niggas sick
I’m the same ni***, pu***, don’t forget
Just some more money and more guns, got me lit
I’m the same ni***, pu***, don’t forget
I’m a real ni***, pu***, you a bitch
Can’t stand a f*** ni***, man it made me sick
I’m that same young ni***, don’t forget
[Outro]
It’s a licky lick thang