Only The Family – Don’t Forget Lyrics

Don’t Forget Lyrics by Only The Family ft Doodie Lo & Lil Durk

[Intro – Doodie Lo]
It’s a Leekeleek banga
Ay, you see me shining, nigga
And next time you look on the internet nigga, you see me signing, nigga
Throwing money fuck hoes, nigga
You mad ’cause you can’t do that, huh, think you wanna be me, nigga

[Hook/Chorus – Doodie Lo]
I bought a K, bought a Glock, bought a stick
Since I came up I got these n—-s sick
I’m the same n—a, p—y, don’t forget
Just some more money and more guns, got me lit
I’m the same n—a, p—y, don’t forget
I’m a real n—a, p—y, you a b—h
Can’t stand a f–k n—a, man it made me sick
I’m that same young n—a, don’t forget

[Verse 1 – Doodie Lo]
I should sit back and let his b—h swallow me
I should name his a-s Twitter, the way he following
I should send some shooters to where his mama be
He gone tell some, the only thing bothers me
I know how you move, I should put that stick on ’em
I ain’t gotta, I got youngins I could sic on ’em “squad”
Back in the day, we laughed and we picked on ’em
B—h I own money (?), I s–t on ’em
Lil cash now you gotta hate on me
I do this s–t for real, f–k that fame homie
Same young n—a, flipped a hundred bricks
I just want you lil’ n—-s to don’t forget

[Hook/Chorus – Doodie Lo]
I bought a K, bought a Glock, bought a stick
Since I came up I got these n—-s sick
I’m the same n—a, p—y, don’t forget
Just some more money and more guns, got me lit
I’m the same n—a, p—y, don’t forget
I’m a real n—a, p—y, you a b—h
Can’t stand a f–k n—a, man it made me sick
I’m that same young n—a, don’t forget

[Verse 2 – Doodie Lo]
I put some money in your pockets with your broke a-s
Do (?) to me, now your fool with your joke a-s
Ride past, see you stuck, then I slow down
Laugh at you, blow some dope smoke, then I blow past
You not doing shooter s–t, you know I know that
M———-r shoot at me, ain’t no question, I’ma blow back “grrat”
Mama always told me watch out for the snakes
They don’t want nothing but to leave your a-s first forty-eight
I think its time for me to stunt, homie
I got my pockets stuffed, homie
Boy this s–t ain’t making sense
P—y boy don’t forget

[Hook/Chorus – Doodie Lo]
I bought a K, bought a Glock, bought a stick
Since I came up I got these n—-s sick
I’m the same n—a, p—y, don’t forget
Just some more money and more guns, got me lit
I’m the same n—a, p—y, don’t forget
I’m a real n—a, p—y, you a b—h
Can’t stand a f–k n—a, man it made me sick
I’m that same young n—a, don’t forget

[Outro]
It’s a licky lick thang