
Never Forget Rich The Kid, Famous Dex & Jay Critch
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[Chorus]
Ooh, I'll never forget
All them cold and long, long nights
Ooh, I'll never forget
When I about to lose my mind
[Verse 1: Jay Critch]
I'll never forget when I was broke (Can't forget)
I'll never forget the day I made cheese (Jugg)
I'll go put a bag up on his dome (On his dome)
They must've forgot they tried to play me (Oh, they forgot)
Diamonds HD (Pure)
Rollie just a trophy, I've been thinkin' 'bout the AP (Yeah)
Bag should be up in the NBA, this shit like eight feet (Tall)
Baddie in the foreign, do the dash, she look like Stacy (Baddie)
Baddie in the foreign, do the–
[Verse 2: Rich The Kid]
I remember livin' at my grandma's (At my grandma's)
Got a check, I get a bag just like Santa (Just like Santa)
Came finessing, bitch, I made it out Atlanta (Out Atlanta)
No more trappin', but the brodie be with Hannah (Trap)
I'll never forget them nights (Nights)
Know I hit the corners when the police hit them lights (12)
God knows I'm hurtin', drop my pain in my Sprite (In my Sprite)
Used to be broke, tryna forget that life (That life)
Ooh, I'll never forget
All them cold and long, long nights
Ooh, I'll never forget
When I about to lose my mind
[Verse 1: Jay Critch]
I'll never forget when I was broke (Can't forget)
I'll never forget the day I made cheese (Jugg)
I'll go put a bag up on his dome (On his dome)
They must've forgot they tried to play me (Oh, they forgot)
Diamonds HD (Pure)
Rollie just a trophy, I've been thinkin' 'bout the AP (Yeah)
Bag should be up in the NBA, this shit like eight feet (Tall)
Baddie in the foreign, do the dash, she look like Stacy (Baddie)
Baddie in the foreign, do the–
[Verse 2: Rich The Kid]
I remember livin' at my grandma's (At my grandma's)
Got a check, I get a bag just like Santa (Just like Santa)
Came finessing, bitch, I made it out Atlanta (Out Atlanta)
No more trappin', but the brodie be with Hannah (Trap)
I'll never forget them nights (Nights)
Know I hit the corners when the police hit them lights (12)
God knows I'm hurtin', drop my pain in my Sprite (In my Sprite)
Used to be broke, tryna forget that life (That life)
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