Remember Me - Zach Farlow

All these girls still screamin' YOLO, they actin' like some freaks

I’m probably comin' down with Polo, I’m fresh from head to feet

And my closet like a dojo, karate chop the beat

Any my bass be knockin' solo, I’m wakin' up the streets

Paparazzi taking photos, they heard

Any yo girl been on the low low, that’s why she’s on her knees

You can catch me ridin' solo, don’t need no one with me

I’m on mo' with these fifths (Hold Up)

Takin' off with no lift (Hold Up)

These faux talk with fake lips

Y’all get shitted on when im pissed

I got one bitch but i want two, they mouth drop when i come through

You call me i didn’t pick up, i guess that mean i don’t want you

Fly now, i got airtime

Hot now, i’m on hilltops

Gettin' head while writin' rhymes, so i’m soon to be the next headline

My mom left, out her right mine

So my dad came, i said «about time»

My uncle put my ass in the game, got me squared away like a hairline

Lookin' up, ask god «Please let me blow before my deadline»

Glock back, it was soon to come

Keep ballin' and it ain’t even half time

Good hair and these long whips, so i guess its time i start eatin' good

But i’m so used to being by myself, when they try to help i still nod and shy

Ridin' solo, cruisin' through the streets

All these girls still screamin' YOLO, they actin' like some creeps

I’m probably comin' down with Polo, I’m fresh from head to feet

And my closet like a do-go, karate chop the beat

Any my bass be knockin' solo, I’m wakin' up the streets

Paparazzi taking photos, they heard

Any yo girl been on the low low, that’s why she’s on her knees

You can catch me ridin' solo, don’t need no one with me

Wrote this song in like 30 minutes, mowed this its too easy for me

Now i’m surrounded by 30 women, head down when i’m a lil' greedy to me

Flow toxic, i’m spittin' poison

Old friends hatin' cuz i made some choices, but i don’t even care i’m still

screaming out «Fuck You Homie» im my different voices

From the house, some things change

When you gettin' paid, the act jaded to you

I’m over that, cuz its a new day

Drop more hits for y’all to get crazy to

Ridin' round with no yo-yo, Im Floyd baby you Cotto

And that mean i’m trying to beat it up, we can speed it up or move slow mo

Im bout to own this shit i need a pen, tell them bad hoes to get at me

And why you up on me, driving me crazy so i started taking her taxes

But its all good that’s lessons learned, so i’mma go and blow this cash i earned

Solo, cruisin' through the streets

All these girls still screamin' YOLO, they actin' like some creeps

I’m probably comin' down with Polo, I’m fresh from head to feet

And my closet like a dojo, karate chop the beat

Any my bass be knockin' solo, I’m wakin' up the streets

Paparazzi taking photos, they heard

Any yo girl been on the low low, that’s why she’s on her knees

You can catch me ridin' solo, don’t need no one with me

You can catch me ridin' solo