NC-17 - The Memory Lyrics

Yeah
NC7teen
Huh yeah
Apart your memory
Huh yeah
Choppa go GRRRA
Huh yeah
Onomatopoeia
Mhm
Pockets getting fat
Yeah
Fat just like Madea
Bitch so bad she the blueprint
Huh
Looking like Aaliyah
Just got in my duffy bag now
Boy I wouldn't wanna be ya
Took too many 30s imma crash out
Mhm
I feel my stomach bleeding
My girl always call me a narcissist
Yeah huh
I know I'm conceited
Her girls be claiming that I'm cheating
Well baby please just don't believe them

Ha yeah
Yuh ha yeah
Yuh ha yeah huh
Yuh ha yeah
Huh
Rocking all black like I'm Batman
Huh
Extended clip make him tap dance
Yuh
Left some frags in his dome need a CAT scan
Tryna change my life not a bad man
Yeah
I'm going major
Name at the top of the papers
Do you got any more papers?
I'm rolling up smoking that vapor
I'm feeling chose like I was born in a manger
So many whips Yeah I got me a hanger
Got this cross on my neck to protect me from danger

It's body for body
And body for body
There's bodies on bodies
Cause they going down
Yeah I'm catching bodies
And she got some bodies
Ain't trusting nobody
When no one's around
These niggas all copies
They copies of copies
I see em' out flopping
Like "Where is they now?"
Yeah
Nigga you copy?
Huh yeah
Or you gon copy the style?
Nah I ain't you father
Huh
But why do you act like my child?
Bitch hadda drop some bop lore
Like damn now we can't be walking down the aisle
Gotta go keep this block warm with the band
Yeah
Adding more shit to my file
F*ck
Adding more shit to my record
F*ck
I'm tryna break some more records

Taking like 17 shots (yeah)
F*cking like 17 bops (yeah)
Taken like 17 loses
Huh
But I got what I wanted
I got what I wanted
I'm tryna flaunt it
But shit I got what I wanted