Don't Forget The Name

Don't Forget The Name - Sweet Da Kid

Cadillac whip balling chain

New g sh*t on it man

Nod yo head

Cause you heard the thing

Three new chicks

So I copped the range

Menage a trois

But it's just a fling

I don't really do that normally

B**ch on the pole

Make it rain

Brand new grip

So I can gat the lames

Riding drop top

With a single lady

Matte it black

And I dropped the frame

Trunk sit low

Let the bumper hang

Like the six four low

With the candy paint

Puffin that purp

Keep the b**ches tamed

Video vix f**k for fame

Mile high in the plane

Shawty want me

And she want the thang

Don't say the kids name in that vein

Down wit the flu

I been sick for days

When I'm dead

That's when I'm out the game

Feds on me like the pootytang

I don't know sh*t

I don't catch the blame

Act so tough

But you really ain't

Beating up beats

Back again

Flipping packs

Takes half a brain

G it up and you twice the man

Swerving right and left out the lanes

Leaned as f**k

So you can take the reigns

If you gotta bad b**ch

Keep her trained

I'm pepperoni yo sh*t is plain

I'm slaying slacks

So I'm glad you came

Cats cooling up

But I spit the flame

Rhymes so sweet

Don't forget the name

My sh*t is hot and you on the low

Bad b**ches love the flow

Cashing checks getting dough

Where the f**k do

All ya'll buy your clothes

Found flyer digs at the thrift store

Gotta sweet thing I'll takes yours

In the bedroom she a nympho

What kinda dirty

Things is you into

My sh*t sick I'm mental

Brush up yours like dental

It ain't netflix it's rental

To the drawing boards I sent you

My sh*t is hot I know

My b**ch is hot I know

My whip is hot I know

They can't never stop my flow

Freaks and geeks

In these lab coats

Poppin bottles you mad though

Jacked up like rambo

Balling out and you flat broke

Snitch b**ches got scape goats

Drop the tape and you take notes

Lotta talk but you fake though

So what you making that face for

I dropped the beat

But I meant too

I'm spitting game on you lame dudes

You wouldn't wanna

Talk to my main crew

I'm climbing up and you high school

It ain't snap backs and tattoos

It's cock back and blast goons

I'm killing cats

Who to blame fool

These lame dudes

With the rap tunes

Crossing up cats like d rose

Thug robin hood I'm hero

We getting high rolling slow

Don't forget the name

It's what you need to know