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Busta Rhymes - REMIND ’EM feat. Quavo lyrics

[Intro: Quavo]
Woo (Fantom)
Woo
Grrah
Go

[Parte 1: Quavo]
Got it from scratch, out the mud (Scratch)
Lay out my chains on my neck, they awards (Woo)
I sharpen iron, then we pull up with swords (Go)
Gripping that fire when you walk out of court (Grrah)
Trapping and gambling, in streets, that's a sport (Street)
Niggas gon' slide and you won't even know it (Nah)
You won't even know it, real niggas done made it to Forbes
I give this shit all to the Lord, amen (We gone)
Make the wrong move, we'll bust you (Grrah)
Cash and a bad bitch busting (Bus')
Two choppers, Huncho and Busta (Grrah)
Hold your wrist up, you came from the struggle (Hey)
Been moving this shit with the muscle (Move)
I'ma hang with my dawg, no crutches (Grr)
Switching lane, watching law, can't trust 'em (Skrrt)
We gon' run with the money obstruction

[Coro: Quavo]
Run it up (Gone)
Count it up (Count it)
We need a Brink's truck, we going bulletproof
We going tactical like we got shit to lose
I told her, "Suck it, quit talking, no interviews"

[Parte 2: Quavo]
Look in the rearview and I'm seeing red and blue (Woo, woo)
Tunnel vision, I see water like Malibu
Brand new the coupe and the top is mechanical
Mama, she told me, "Don't let a bitch handle you"
Pull off in Challengers just to come challenge you (Challenge)
Iced out the chain, Huncho Crash Bandicoot (Ice)
Whole hundred bags in the trap and it's ran through (Hundred)
Niggas been hating, that's cap, you a fan too (Cap)
I'm telling you

[Refrain: Busta Rhymes & Quavo]
Real day ones, aingt nobody brand new (No)
Two choppers, call Huncho and Busta
Yeah, we be the shooters, we pop out and let loose (Grrah)
I think niggas forgot, but I love reminding you (I love reminding you)
Couple motherfuckers that I'm tired of talking to (Tired of talking to)
While they baring witness and they got to come see (Got to come see)
Let 'em roll out the carpet, they know what we 'bout to do
What have my niggas been doing?
Look how we winning right through 'em
Send him somewhere that he can't be found (Get him)
Bullets from the chopper chew him (Brr)

[Parte 3: Busta Rhymes]
Nigga lit, now try to calm him down
Smoking that shit, watch me cop a pound
Everything about me glowing now (Glowing)
Everything about me frozen
The way I be flooding the street, got 'em closing down (Uh)
Fucking shit up like the sewage was stopped up
Niggas know what's up as soon as we pop up
Pockets at a deficit, get your guap up (Better get it, nigga)
Gurgle while I sip a little Honey Jack
Me and Quavo laughing while you spit your little funny rap (Jokes, jokes, jokes)
And you will never get your money back (We're back in this bitch, going crazy)
Everything about me super
Niggas'll watch how I ride the wave, then they copy my shit in the future
Bust yo' head and gave you tumors
You niggas salute the way that I maneuver
Run in my gate, I'm popping at intruders (Huh)
You come for my place, you gotta face my shooters (My shooters)
Let's get 'em
Cut a nigga down a size like I was a chainsaw
Lot of niggas looking like they shopping at the same store
When I pull up, only here to give you what you came for
Now everybody on the main floor
Niggas knowing everything about me, we'll remain raw (Ha)
Wilding and they rushing through the main door
Had to spot a gun, I got exactly what they paid for

[Coro: Quavo]
Run it up (Gone)
Count it up (Go)
We need a Brink's truck, we going bulletproof
We going tactical like we got shit to lose
I told her, "Suck it, quit talking, no interviews"
Run it up (Gone)
Count it up (Go, I'm telling you)

[Refrain: Busta Rhymes & Quavo]
Real day ones, aingt nobody brand new (No)
Two choppers, call Huncho and Busta
Yeah, we be the shooters, we pop out and let loose (Grrah)
I think niggas forgot, but I love reminding you (I love reminding you)
Couple motherfuckers that I'm tired of talking to (Tired of talking to)
While they baring witness and they got to come see (Got to come see)
Let 'em roll out the carpet, they know what we 'bout to do
What have my niggas been doing? (What you doing)
Look how we winning right through 'em (Run right through 'em)
Send him somewhere that he can't be found (Get him)
I don't think you really knew him

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