Lyrics

(Nathaniel London) Remedee P-P-Pree them and creep up (creep up) We was in the yard with the hammer fillin' the ladder (ladder) Shells in my palm like peanuts Put it on sprays it's easier (brrr) When the flake did a lock on the window seal Had to put it in the freezer (freezer) Playin' with the sprayer, that ain't no regular, I'm pullin' the lever Me and bro plannin' the works at brunch And I'm eatin' this Chicken Caesar (Caesar) Opps would've handed the shots Pull up at the chicken shop like Amelia 'Member when- 'member when me and broski try catch it When we got caught, we caught amnesia Rustlin' through these .9m laces (laces) When it's off safe, I'm the safest (yes) We don't want legs, just face it Put him on his back gotta face it (look) With this G- with this- with this G19, I'm grateful (yeah) Let it go, that's goodness gracious (bap) Paid for the body, do it like Rollie Put him in the box with the papers (huh) T-Tap that once, hear the showerin' noise (bap) Should've only got bine, but he got the knife as well He's spoilt (aah) Should've only got shoes, but she got the bag as well She's spoilt (spoilt) I was good with the scorps, but I got the .9 as well I'm spoilt Tap that once, hear the showerin' noise (bap, bap) Should've only got bine, but he got the knife as well He's spoilt (aah) Should've only got shoes, but she got the bag as well She's spoilt (spoilt) I was good with the scorps, but I got the .9 as well I'm spoilt She got 500K on the Gram (yeah) I still bring her to the block with the gang (gang) Give him the stick, I'm calm with assist I ain't gotta ask, "Who got that man?" (Who got killed?) I ain't gotta queue in Louis I pick and pick, walk me to the car with my bags (nyoom) Pattern anywhere I go Oii bro, walk me to the car with the mash (bow) Six in this dirty spinner (spinner) Rap boy still servin' dinner (yeah) Limo tint, that's front and back And that's cah I swerve with drillers (nyoom) Two, not one, that's a madness 'Member when I didn't have gloves? Still grabbed it 'Member when I stopped that bike? Watch broski jump off, burn that fabric (bap, bap) .9mm's with the four bells I got brick shots, I got tour sales (yeah) Tape that road up, pray I don't see a ring doorbell (don't) Hoodie up, let it recoil Gang love the farmer one, it's loyal Two in a .12, snap that, give him a third, he's spoilt (hunnh) T-Tap that once, hear the showerin' noise (bap) Should've only got bine, but he got the knife as well He's spoilt (aah) Should've only got shoes, but she got the bag as well She's spoilt (spoilt) I was good with the scorps, but I got the .9 as well I'm spoilt (mm-mm) Tap that once, hear the showerin' noise (bap, bap) Should've only got bine, but he got the knife as well He's spoilt (huh) Should've only got shoes, but she got the bag as well She's spoilt (Spoilt) I was good with the scorps, but I got the .9 as well I'm spoilt (Remedee) (Nathaniel London) Remedee
Writer(s): Devonte Perkins, Nathaniel Odueyingbo, Remi Adesina Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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