Can’t Forget lyrics

[Intro: Beno]
(I got exotic pack)
Beep
Uh

[Verse 1: Beno]
Heard I'm rich now, can't forget my mommy
The bag up and runnin', can't forget my partners
Mexican b*tch, yeah, she call me papi
All this damn money, can't get a dollar out me
Mercedes S 560, seats grip your body
All this damn money, b*tch, don't tell nobody
I used to buy some work with my allowance
All I see in you hoes is some profit
All this damn lean, that's my problem
I sent my beans down to Houston, let's ball with the Rockets
My fiend like it better when I lock it
She say I hit it better when I lift her body (b*tch)
I thought I told you better, baby, work your body

[Verse 2: Drego]
Man, yeah, I'ma work this b*tch like a nine-to-five, uh
If I up these strips, it's gon' hurt your pride
We gon' hit the road, yeah, from ten to nine
Uh, catch a n*gga leavin' church, send him straight to God
You a hot boy like Turk and Juvenile
Lil' sis gon' shoot the bag and she a juvenile
I'm only three away, go 'head, shoot it now
I skipped the NCAA, I'm before my time
I blew a half a mil', ain't even in my prime
You tryna drive around the corner, boy, like Autobahn
[Verse 3: Drixk]
Still got my Glock, I'll catch a body
Bought the whole pint and took a six up out it
S 550, come get your b*tch up out it
You try to rob Beans, I wouldn't think about it
Knew I was the man, I counted fifty thousand
Catch me in the zone boolin' with a couple wild ones
f*ck a CPL, he still got his chopper
f*ck a BPL, he still got his bopper
I was off two Percs and f*cked her for an hour

[Verse 4: 40 GlockBoy]
We'll bome to your city, pull a sixty out it
Y'all n*ggas lame, all y'all can't be around me
Got small goals, satisfied with ten thousand
Hit his b*tch from the back, got his b*tch houndin'
Brodie just dropped a Rollie, got his wrist drownin'
n*ggas thought I lost the sauce, but I been found it
We got Glocks, AKs, and Kel-Tecs
All that loud mouthin', lil' n*gga, kill that
'Fore I tell my n*gga Rick where you live at
You gon' f*ck around, yeah, get your kids snatched
We need the weed, the money, and the pills, jack