Remember That (feat. A Boogie wit da Hoodie)

(Yuh hear mi now, Mitch Mula?) Body, for sure (Drop dat bomboclaat) She's a hot ting, for sure Told her, "I'm always here for you, baby, just ring the door" (oh-oh) Ring the alarm, girl, you hot And you don't ever need a nigga, girl, remember that Remember that, remember that one time we spent out in Bora Bora I need more of your body, let me explore ya (oh-oh) Many man gon' adore you, but none of them niggas for ya, yeah, yeah (yeah-yeah) She said that you puttin' on for the RJAEJ's You gon' make me throw a dub in this party (party) Type of love, fuck it up, give me heartaches (heartaches) (Type of love, fuck it up, give me heart) Give me all of you The only time that I want you to turn around is when a real nigga callin' you (oh, call) Or if I'm tryna see that ass, yeah Baby, that's your only pass, yeah I been goin' hard this past year, yeah (yeah) Said she want a new bag, yeah (yeah) You don't even got to ask, yeah (yeah) But, if you want it, baby, move ass, yeah (ooh) Tell them hatin' bitches, "Move back", yeah (oh) Sometimes, it's okay to do that, yeah (oh) And you been doin' your dance for an hour now So I'm about to make it rain, money shower, now (money shower, now) She's a hot ting, for sure Told her, "I'm always here for you, baby, just ring the door" (oh-oh) Ring the alarm, girl, you hot And you don't ever need a nigga, girl, remember that (remember that) Just remember that (remember that) Just remember that (remember that) Just remember that And you don't ever need a nigga, just remember that (She's a baddie, for sure) She want Channely and Tiffany, I want new Dior And she could never get rid of me, I'm like glued to her And I can never get tired of money, I love it this much You think I'm always up to something, baby You'll risk it all if you love me how I love you, baby They'll drop the ball tryna run up, caught a fumble, baby Three hundred K a car, that's why I cannot do Mercedes She's a (she's a) baddie, for sure (oh) A hundred K to wear Fashion Nova, she got it all I told her, "Let's try this again," you know I want you, baby And you act celibate, like you don't give no fucks at all (Just come work for me) Just love me for who I am, and not no fuckin' money I open up to all my sins and only God can judge me I gave a Rollie to my friend, and he ain't do nothin' for me Only did it to show you love, Donny If I learned from my mistakes, then I can't be mistaken Cash on my waist because it's G like it ain't got no safety They don't even know what loyal means, they talk a different language (huh?) Look what I started, homie It's only me versus myself, and only artist know me Baby, you can get in my whip, but, don't get car-sick on me Used to be broke, and now we rich, we rockin' matchin' Rollies (huh) I'm not actin', baby When it comes to money, I'm infatuated And, you know most of the time good girls go savage, ain't it? And I'm from the streets, no cap, I graduated She's a hot ting for sure Told her, "I'm always here for you, baby, just ring the door" (oh-oh) Ring the alarm, girl, you hot And you don't ever need a nigga, girl, remember that (remember that) Just remember that (remember that) Just remember that (remember that) Just remember that And you don't ever need a nigga, just remember that And you don't ever need a nigga, girl, remember that And you don't ever need a nigga, girl, remember that And you don't ever need a nigga, girl, remember that And you don't ever need a nigga, girl, remember that