Remind Me Of lyrics

[Intro]
Take ‘em back, take ‘em back
Take ‘em back, take ‘em back now

[Verse 1]
I take it back on some nostalgic sh*t, oh you whylin’ b*tch
Been doing this since before I was a college kid, let’s go
Oh this sh*t remind me of, the summer time
The slip and slide, some bump and grind
Oh this sh*t remind me of the parking lot
And skipping class, and smoking pot
Oh this sh*t remind me of parties with the freshman
Second base on the couch, plus she gave me mouth to mouth
Oh this sh*t remind me of tryna make a fake I.D
Walked into the liquor store, but they ain’t selling sh*t to me
Oh this sh*t remind me of riding with my crew
Water bottle full of booze, breaking in in people’s pools
Oh this sh*t remind me of acting like a fool
We was seventeen and we thought it was cool
What you know about it?

[Pre-Chorus]
And I know things ain’t always gonna go your way
Cause we got sh*tty jobs and we got bills to pay
But I think that the future’s looking f*cking great
So get your hands up in the sky let’s celebrate
[Chorus]
Oh that sh*t remind me of
Remind me of, remind me of, remind me of
Oh that sh*t remind me of the good times
This sh*t remind me of the good times
Oh that sh*t remind me of
(Realest sh*t I ever wrote)
Remind me of, remind me of, remind me of
(If you like it let it go
That’s the sh*t I miss the most)
Oh that sh*t remind me of the good times
This sh*t remind me of the good times

[Verse 2]
Oh this sh*t remind me of being somber in the club
Hanging out with tons of girls and they just wanna do some drugs
Oh this sh*t remind me of fake handshakes and shoulder shrugs
Walking into every label, they pretend they gave a f*ck
Said they love my music, think I’m special, and they wanna sign me
Then I leave, and they gon’ say, the same damn thing to the three behind me
Oh this sh*t remind me of why I never sold my soul
Two thousand kids in my city they just wanna see me blow
Then I went across the country, saw two hundred thousand more
Oh this sh*t remind me of everything I wanted bro
So I won’t ever be a rapper that you see complaining
If you want it, go and take it, step up, word to Channing Tatum
Damn I go so looney on these tunes, I should be animated
This is for my English teacher, way back when who always hated
Okay Mr. Davis, I won’t rub it in your face
But you should turn all of my grades from B+’s into some A’s
[Pre-Chorus 2]
And I know things ain’t always gonna go your way
Cause we got sh*tty jobs and we got bills to pay
But I think that the future’s looking super bright
So let me see your hands up in the sky like one more time

[Chorus]
Oh that sh*t remind me of
Remind me of, remind me of, remind me of
Oh that sh*t remind me of the good times
This sh*t remind me of the good times
Oh that sh*t remind me of
(Realest sh*t I ever wrote)
Remind me of, remind me of, remind me of
(If you like it let it go
That’s the sh*t I miss the most)
Oh that sh*t remind me of the good times
This sh*t remind me of the good times

[Outro]
Bring it down like
And you been rocking with the
The happy camper
Oh yeah