Here we go again

Ah shit here we go again
(Go again)
Ah shit here we go again
(Go again)
They like what that is
(What that is)
Boy you know that's gas
(Boy that's gas)

Ah shit here we go again
Go again
Fuck round with me you gone get yo face blowed
Case closed
Step back hit that jumper
(Broke his ankles)
I'm gone call my shooter Malfoy
(Keep a draco)
N my lil bro shoot like dame
(Dame)
Walk with that choppa like a cane
(Cane)
He a put 1 in your brain
(Brain)
It ain't shit to spend sum change
(Change)
I drop dimes keep the change
(Change)
It ain't shit to spend sum change
(Change)
I spent money on this chain
(Chains)
I ain't even tryna brag bout it
This wood got me half out it
Happened all so fast I know
(I know)
But my high ass got good balance
(I float)
My bitch got good balance
(She cold)
She got real talent
(On go)
She be takin niggas bread
(Dough)
And I got niggas out of breath
(Dope)
Boy we on the final stretch
(Dope)
Uh yea
Niggas out of breath
Oh I wonder why
1 too many steps to my jade palace
I ain't trippin over shit I got good balance
I got good aim with this Glock
I say good game to my opps
Make it rain up on yo block
Got no restraint with the chop
All pink 50s in my band
Lil blue perc my body
Black tip on my FMn
This a perfect picture me the dope guap and chop all holding hands
I been talking to the money like we friends
I was smoking in the back I had that mmm
Nigga I don't see my bag I'm gone take yours
(I'm gone take yours)
Racked up shawty I ain't even been on tour
(Ain't been on tour)
He can't pay the fee well there's the door
(Well there's the door)



Credits
Writer(s): Matthew Threats
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