Ped_smush - Remind Em Lyrics

Get a 100 dollar line up
Counting money in my pad
With my feet on recliner
Big bag let's remind em
Big smush good gas big dog
Now rewind em
Big bag let's remind em
Big Smush good gas big dog
Now rewind em
Tryna beef I'm on ya mind huh
Nigga worried bout smush
I was in my girl vagina
Popping big shit on the sand
We was posted in Miami
We was smoking California
Send dem killers wipe ya nose up
Nigga say he got the bag
He the cap he a door runner
Stay afloat never go under
Was a broke boy nigga ran it up
I had no one
Big smush yea he go hard
A puddle head to toe
Couple 100 in the Go yard
Say he snitching that's ya man's huh
Nigga living wrong fuck wrong with him
Run them bands up
Pills bury get dough run them grands up
That nigga mad huh
That nigga mad at me
Know that he a fan huh
We the youngest nigga getting it in the city
They'll never understand us
Big smush I'm with Brand huh
He a beast with the base put them beats in they face
Yea the shit that I spit
Burn the mic like it's mace
That's that heat almost caught a case
Should've thought about that shit before he ran up
South side from the land of
Drug dealers rich niggas run them scams up
If that's ya man's you'll get it for a low number
Make it rain 25 for a Kd
But I got no thunder
If I get rich buy my Og's a couple gangsta grills
Because ion want no drama
Big Smush time to go up
I'm with the big steppers
Nigga stomp you like Omega like a Kappa
Dig my pimping like a big shovel
Long as my kids and my Ms. love me
Turn a penny to a nickel to a dime to a quarter
Make some sense of it
Schoolboy boy I been thugging
Adapt to every situation on my pace like it's nothing
Get a 100 dollar line up
Counting money in my pad
With my feet on recliner
Big bag let's remind em
Big smush good gas big dog
Now rewind em
Big bag let's remind em
Big Smush good gas big dog
Now rewind em

Get a 100 dollar line up
Counting money in my pad
With my feet on recliner
Big bag let's remind em
Big smush good gas big dog
Now rewind em
Big bag let's remind em
Big Smush good gas big dog
Now rewind em
Tryna beef I'm on ya mind huh
Nigga worried bout smush
I was in my girl vagina
Popping big shit on the sand
We was posted in Miami
We was smoking California
Send dem killers wipe ya nose up
Nigga say he got the bag
He the cap he a door runner
Stay afloat never go under
Was a broke boy nigga ran it up
I had no one
Big smush yea he go hard
A puddle head to toe
Couple 100 in the Go yard
Say he snitching that's ya man's huh
Nigga living wrong fuck wrong with him
Run them bands up
Pills bury get dough run them grands up
That nigga mad huh
That nigga mad at me
Know that he a fan huh
We the youngest nigga getting it in the city
They'll never understand us
Big smush I'm with Brand huh
He a beast with the base put them beats in they face
Yea the shit that I spit
Burn the mic like it's mace
That's that heat almost caught a case
Should've thought about that shit before he ran up
South side from the land of
Drug dealers rich niggas run them scams up
If that's ya man's you'll get it for a low number
Make it rain 25 for a Kd
But I got no thunder
If I get rich buy my Og's a couple gangsta grills
Because ion want no drama
Big Smush time to go up
I'm with the big steppers
Nigga stomp you like Omega like a Kappa
Dig my pimping like a big shovel
Long as my kids and my Ms. love me
Turn a penny to a nickel to a dime to a quarter
Make some sense of it
Schoolboy boy I been thugging
Adapt to every situation on my pace like it's nothing
Get a 100 dollar line up
Counting money in my pad
With my feet on recliner
Big bag let's remind em
Big smush good gas big dog
Now rewind em
Big bag let's remind em
Big Smush good gas big dog
Now rewind em