Bad Memories
Damn, damn
Ain't goin' back to you (ay)
Ain't goin' back to you (ay)
Ain't goin' back to you (ay)
I'd rather die than to love you
I said, "No more, okay, I'm through"
Go so fast up in my coupe, I left my ex in the rearview
I'm on drugs, I missed a few, I will forget all about you
Drop some perkies in my juice and then get higher than the moon
I still see you in my nightmares (I still see you)
Visions of when you were right here (visions of when you were)
Roll up the memories in blunts
Burn that shit up, brought the pain from the bottom and start
Told my people I gotta keep goin'
Count up shell shots, know I stay with my gun
I'm goin' up with revenge on my mind
Girl, keep it real with me, tell me no lies
Only smoke gas, she ain't doin' no lines
Baguettes in my watch, I can't tell the time
Hop out the Rolls-Royce, I look like a god
Burnin' that diesel, I'm smellin' like money
Tuesday through Sunday, I made me a hundred
(Tuesday through Sunday, I made me a hundred)
Even when I'm dead, I'm still gon' get money
(Even when I'm gone, I'm still gon' get money)
I'd rather die than to love you
I said, "No more, okay, I'm through"
Go so fast up in my coupe, I left my ex in the rearview
I'm on drugs, I missed a few, I will forget all about you
Drop some perkies in my juice and then get higher than the moon
I still see you in my nightmares (I still see you)
Visions of when you were right here (visions of when you were)
Roll up the memories in blunts
Burn that shit up, brought the pain from the bottom and start
I jumped in a fast car, I gotta go now
I'm so alone now, at least I'm not broke now
This watch cost racks, and just like you, I'm not takin' it back
I'm not takin' you back
I got a big strap, tell your big brother that
I'm not takin' you back
I got a big strap, tell your big brother that
Twenty thousand dollars on my neck
I'm drippin', I'm wetter than my ex
Ask me, I'd rather die than to love you
And I'll say, yes, yes
I'd rather die than to love you
I said, "No more, okay, I'm through"
Go so fast up in my coupe, I left my ex in the rearview
I'm on drugs, I missed a few, I will forget all about you
Drop some perkies in my juice and then get higher than the moon
I still see you in my nightmares (I still see you in)
Visions of when you were right here
Roll up the memories in blunts
Burn that shit up, brought the pain from the bottom and start
Ain't goin' back to you (ay)
Ain't goin' back to you (ay)
Ain't goin' back to you (ay)
I'd rather die than to love you
I said, "No more, okay, I'm through"
Go so fast up in my coupe, I left my ex in the rearview
I'm on drugs, I missed a few, I will forget all about you
Drop some perkies in my juice and then get higher than the moon
I still see you in my nightmares (I still see you)
Visions of when you were right here (visions of when you were)
Roll up the memories in blunts
Burn that shit up, brought the pain from the bottom and start
Told my people I gotta keep goin'
Count up shell shots, know I stay with my gun
I'm goin' up with revenge on my mind
Girl, keep it real with me, tell me no lies
Only smoke gas, she ain't doin' no lines
Baguettes in my watch, I can't tell the time
Hop out the Rolls-Royce, I look like a god
Burnin' that diesel, I'm smellin' like money
Tuesday through Sunday, I made me a hundred
(Tuesday through Sunday, I made me a hundred)
Even when I'm dead, I'm still gon' get money
(Even when I'm gone, I'm still gon' get money)
I'd rather die than to love you
I said, "No more, okay, I'm through"
Go so fast up in my coupe, I left my ex in the rearview
I'm on drugs, I missed a few, I will forget all about you
Drop some perkies in my juice and then get higher than the moon
I still see you in my nightmares (I still see you)
Visions of when you were right here (visions of when you were)
Roll up the memories in blunts
Burn that shit up, brought the pain from the bottom and start
I jumped in a fast car, I gotta go now
I'm so alone now, at least I'm not broke now
This watch cost racks, and just like you, I'm not takin' it back
I'm not takin' you back
I got a big strap, tell your big brother that
I'm not takin' you back
I got a big strap, tell your big brother that
Twenty thousand dollars on my neck
I'm drippin', I'm wetter than my ex
Ask me, I'd rather die than to love you
And I'll say, yes, yes
I'd rather die than to love you
I said, "No more, okay, I'm through"
Go so fast up in my coupe, I left my ex in the rearview
I'm on drugs, I missed a few, I will forget all about you
Drop some perkies in my juice and then get higher than the moon
I still see you in my nightmares (I still see you in)
Visions of when you were right here
Roll up the memories in blunts
Burn that shit up, brought the pain from the bottom and start
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Writer(s): Gian Stone, Caleb Sheppard, James Royo, Jazz Ishamael Butler
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