Chop chop 'till he drop, fuck what you thought. We jump, said bitch we jump, we gotta make it (Yeah). Young Roxanne, baby, sell that body to the night. On my test, got a story to 'em. Looked like Joan, we burned alive. I promise to kill them all 'til everybody's missed. No sober shit, drink 'til I just throw up and shit. Never thought we'd go to war. Maybachs for the profit, get a Lexus for my mama. Just So You Remember song was released on April 22, 2022. Traveling the world, collecting paper, pissing off these haters.
Just So You Remember song is sung by Pusha T. Who is the lyrics writer of Just So You Remember song? Fuck around and kill one of y'all clown ass n***as, word up. In the school of hard knocks I'm a fuckin' grad. Target my ankh, I was born a public enemy. Written: Drop Your Comment. Year before '83, I be the kid who found ET. Blow him up, finna explode. Homie, you ain't hitting on nothin'. 4 5's and 9's and I ain't talking bout no Js.
Keep the small bills separate from the hundreds, please. I'm a champ, I support it, flipping through the hundred. The purest snow we selling white privilege. "Just So You Remember" has reached. Instead, I was that n***a puffin' reefer, fucking lolitas. And my advice is stay low-key (Uh-huh). Fresh like my nephew Khalil in this bitch. I'm trife as fuck, light the blunt, get high enough to die for once. Coke off her areola and no not a can of soda. Gotta check up, haters still sick. It′s April Fool's Day. Ugh, ugh, got those motherfucking custom Roshes, feel me? And unless we overseas, we don't shop in the mall.
She be like fuck them bitches, stack the digits. I said most of these n***as gon' hate, me and my n***as get paid. That n***a snitchin', R86 him. I'm back in this bitch bashing, these rappers be swagger jacking. In Polo I'm stylin', it's all that I'm rockin'.
And let 'em bounce like this was Paul Revere. A Black Clan king, respect the illustrator. I was sleepin' on the flow, just a couple months later. Angelic with my intuition. Bolo swingin' from left to right. My team's official, you ain't shit, that's why she's trying my crew.
You just took her phone number, I just took her home with a-. Toot up the French horn, the fog machine is sandstorm. Swear to God that's in between. Hand in the bowl when your hand really cold.
In a black tux with cufflinks. I gave my time, I gave my life. Verse 29: Bobby Creekwater]. Verse 7: Danny Brown]. My broad on da eastside ho n***a. Verse 3: Go Dreamer]. Don't you dare ever try the Elohim, fuck flexin'. 100 ki's in them streets, n***a, mask me up in grease. Save this song to one of your setlists.
Take your two, take your hat. Still pimpin', ridin' 'round town gettin' low. Get it good girl, use your knees, I love them brainiacs. Rolex beat, it's time for just winning, no fakes.