DO IT AGAIN (feat. BingoTheYerpman)
Just spent a rack on a trip, I'll be back in a bit
I got cards I could switch I could spend it again
Keeping my focus, they peep and they noticed I stayed myself they switching they lens
Picture myself on the top of the balcony's toasting to bitches bout business I did
Still we them angels but pardon the sin
Ain't no debating we boutta be best
Bitch we unique, we not part of the rest
Came up the bottom we came from the edge
Proud of my Benji's, proud of my kin
Part of my Benji's they part of my kin
Like everything I do, bitch that's for them
Gon' make it make it, no accident
Like how he do it they be Asking him
Made so much i got racks to lend
Made so much i got packs to send
And when it touch down
Know all these birdies gon' come round
Might hit up bingo he talmbout a buss down
Fuck wit no bitches ain't giving no fuck now
Only bout business ain't giving no fuck now
And she gon' fuck with me cuz she gon' love how
I do it
These whip move loud like a gun sound
I'm coolin'
I'm the really the goat Ima go to the top
I won't fade nothing less on the gang
And I used to prepare for the clouds and the storms when it rained you know I'm accustomed to pain
So if ain't really shit when the styles go switch and you know you go notice the change
By then i'ma double back and you know i would do it again
Worry bout money I'd do it again
Think of my future I'd do it again
I got cards I could switch I could spend it again
Keeping my focus, they peep and they noticed I stayed myself they switching they lens
Picture myself on the top of the balcony's toasting to bitches bout business I did
Still we them angels but pardon the sin
Ain't no debating we boutta be best
Bitch we unique, we not part of the rest
Came up the bottom we came from the edge
Proud of my Benji's, proud of my kin
Part of my Benji's they part of my kin
Like everything I do, bitch that's for them
Gon' make it make it, no accident
Like how he do it they be Asking him
Made so much i got racks to lend
Made so much i got packs to send
And when it touch down
Know all these birdies gon' come round
Might hit up bingo he talmbout a buss down
Fuck wit no bitches ain't giving no fuck now
Only bout business ain't giving no fuck now
And she gon' fuck with me cuz she gon' love how
I do it
These whip move loud like a gun sound
I'm coolin'
I'm the really the goat Ima go to the top
I won't fade nothing less on the gang
And I used to prepare for the clouds and the storms when it rained you know I'm accustomed to pain
So if ain't really shit when the styles go switch and you know you go notice the change
By then i'ma double back and you know i would do it again
Worry bout money I'd do it again
Think of my future I'd do it again
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Writer(s): James Chhetree
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