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Remind'3m Video (MV)




Performed By: BG Bam
Language: English
Length: 2:56
Written by: Dorion KerryB4




BG Bam - Remind'3m Lyrics




I think its time to remind'em about how I been feeling
Just tryna f*ck up these commas & feed my mama children
Dont give a f*ck bout designer I'm tryna reach a milly
I do this shit fa mama you know I gotta get it

I think its time to remind'em about how I been feeling
Just tryna f*ck up these commas & feed my mama children
Dont give a f*ck bout designer I'm tryna reach a milly
I do this shit fa mama you know I gotta get it

See lately I been chilling tryna come up on the block
I just do my benji dance nigga f*ck a diddy bob
I just been cooling by my lonely trying not to pop a opp
And if 12 pull up on me I might have to pop a cop

Might catch me swerving in traffic cause I be sipping on that lean
If I spot a opp in traffic I might spot him with that beam
You know I'm all about the money all my niggas want the cream
So dont speak on benji gang if you aint down with the team

All of these niggas be hating cause they mad I got my cash up
Get off yo ass get a bag and run yo bands up
Knock out yo mans grab his hands and get yo mans snuck
Cause bitch I'm full of them xans try to test me and you get bagged up

I think its time to remind'em about how I been feeling
Just tryna f*ck up these commas & feed my mama children
Dont give a f*ck bout designer I'm tryna reach a milly
I do this shit fa mama you know I gotta get it

I think its time to remind'em about how I been feeling
Just tryna f*ck up these commas & feed my mama children
Dont give a f*ck bout designer I'm tryna reach a milly
I do this shit fa mama you know I gotta get it
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I think its time to remind'em about how I been feeling
Just tryna f*ck up these commas & feed my mama children
Dont give a f*ck bout designer I'm tryna reach a milly
I do this shit fa mama you know I gotta get it

I think its time to remind'em about how I been feeling
Just tryna f*ck up these commas & feed my mama children
Dont give a f*ck bout designer I'm tryna reach a milly
I do this shit fa mama you know I gotta get it

See lately I been chilling tryna come up on the block
I just do my benji dance nigga f*ck a diddy bob
I just been cooling by my lonely trying not to pop a opp
And if 12 pull up on me I might have to pop a cop

Might catch me swerving in traffic cause I be sipping on that lean
If I spot a opp in traffic I might spot him with that beam
You know I'm all about the money all my niggas want the cream
So dont speak on benji gang if you aint down with the team

All of these niggas be hating cause they mad I got my cash up
Get off yo ass get a bag and run yo bands up
Knock out yo mans grab his hands and get yo mans snuck
Cause bitch I'm full of them xans try to test me and you get bagged up

I think its time to remind'em about how I been feeling
Just tryna f*ck up these commas & feed my mama children
Dont give a f*ck bout designer I'm tryna reach a milly
I do this shit fa mama you know I gotta get it

I think its time to remind'em about how I been feeling
Just tryna f*ck up these commas & feed my mama children
Dont give a f*ck bout designer I'm tryna reach a milly
I do this shit fa mama you know I gotta get it
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Writer: Dorion KerryB4
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