Bad Memories by KILLXAVI Lyrics
[Intro]
Gualabeatz, bring it back
Ghoul
Ayy, ayy
[Chorus]
I left that bitch in the past with all of my habits
Nigga want war, I promise I want static
I know that I love her but I got bad memories (Ayy)
That's my little baby, give me top in limousine (Ayy)
Like the paper, boy, we got the mentions, magazine (Ayy)
I can't even eat, I'm too addicted to the lean (Ayy)
She gon' throw it to me, I'ma eat it like cuisine
Baby, we got good gas, and some shots with Hennessy (Ayy)
[Verse]
I can't even talk, I'm busy chasing the paper up
A couple King Palms, and we burning the paper up (Yеah)
We be shooting at your neck in your hеad, no need to layer up
Niggas steady tryna sound like me, they better pack it up (Ayy)
This a Richard Mille on my wrist, that's nice
And when I'm feeling sad, I just cop more ice
I know everyone's a star, but I shine more bright
Told me I'm the best she's had, I said, "Bitch, that's right"
Ayy, In a space coupe (Uh, ayy)
Smoking good gas, ain't no import (Ayy)
Smoking on strong, not no Newport (Ayy)
Getting active in the stu, I need gym shorts
[Bridge]
I don't need insinuendos 'cause they know just who it is (Ayy)
Like it's Call of Duty, FMG and extra clips (Ayy)
I got slight of hand, I'll never miss out on a pic (Ayy)
All that bullshit is for the birds, you full of shit (Ayy)
[Chorus]
I left that bitch in the past with all of my habits
Nigga want war, I promise I want static
I know that I love her but I got bad memories (Ayy)
That's my little baby, give me top in limousine (Ayy)
Like the paper, boy, we got the mentions, magazine (Ayy)
I can't even eat, I'm too addicted to the lean (Ayy)
She gon' throw it to me, I'ma eat it like cuisine
Baby, we got good gas, and some shots with Hennessy (Ayy)
Gualabeatz, bring it back
Ghoul
Ayy, ayy
[Chorus]
I left that bitch in the past with all of my habits
Nigga want war, I promise I want static
I know that I love her but I got bad memories (Ayy)
That's my little baby, give me top in limousine (Ayy)
Like the paper, boy, we got the mentions, magazine (Ayy)
I can't even eat, I'm too addicted to the lean (Ayy)
She gon' throw it to me, I'ma eat it like cuisine
Baby, we got good gas, and some shots with Hennessy (Ayy)
[Verse]
I can't even talk, I'm busy chasing the paper up
A couple King Palms, and we burning the paper up (Yеah)
We be shooting at your neck in your hеad, no need to layer up
Niggas steady tryna sound like me, they better pack it up (Ayy)
This a Richard Mille on my wrist, that's nice
And when I'm feeling sad, I just cop more ice
I know everyone's a star, but I shine more bright
Told me I'm the best she's had, I said, "Bitch, that's right"
Ayy, In a space coupe (Uh, ayy)
Smoking good gas, ain't no import (Ayy)
Smoking on strong, not no Newport (Ayy)
Getting active in the stu, I need gym shorts
[Bridge]
I don't need insinuendos 'cause they know just who it is (Ayy)
Like it's Call of Duty, FMG and extra clips (Ayy)
I got slight of hand, I'll never miss out on a pic (Ayy)
All that bullshit is for the birds, you full of shit (Ayy)
[Chorus]
I left that bitch in the past with all of my habits
Nigga want war, I promise I want static
I know that I love her but I got bad memories (Ayy)
That's my little baby, give me top in limousine (Ayy)
Like the paper, boy, we got the mentions, magazine (Ayy)
I can't even eat, I'm too addicted to the lean (Ayy)
She gon' throw it to me, I'ma eat it like cuisine
Baby, we got good gas, and some shots with Hennessy (Ayy)