Did It Again
Bad boy, boy, boy
When I speak up on my nine
Try to run up, make sure you go feel that flame
Niggas die if they run on my line
NPR, they been a game
My nigga crazy, he insane
Try to run up, I'ma blow you and your brain
Me and you, we not the same
Like if you smell that with the ears, you better still
I tell my nigga on the shoulder, he gon' shoot that bitch like steel
Bitch, I'ma step all by myself
That nigga threw the white flag and I told his ass go get the real
Ayy, how that bullet's comin' out the chamber, that gon' make you mad
I name a nigga that done played with me and played with NPR
Ayy, try to run, they made the fire, we sendin' shots out through your car
I got your bitch on her titties like this shit a Mardi Gras
You look up in the sky, gon' see me, cause I been a shining star
Shout out to Ruth, you know we gon' spin it, nigga, play it, then we gon' spin it again
Ayy, big nigga, don't call me lit man
Ayy, niggas don't want yes man
Ayy, smoke a nigga, keep me off the land
Ayy, try to run, this bullet get him a tan
Ayy, I pray to God, but I'm sinnin' again
Ayy, goddamn, the dope boy did it again
Ayy, fuck out the red truck runnin', you gon' feel the tick like oh, oh, oh
She said she left me a hell of a go, I cannot love you bitch, oh no
Ayy, shout out my nigga, they say I'm a blow
I said I'm gon' quit, they told me no
Try to hide in your house, we gon' kick down the door
Ayy, bitch can't run from me for sure
Like what you see in me, don't see it at all
They wanna see me dead, it gon' be damn if you gon' see me fall
Just call my phone, bitch, I don't wanna call
Niggas talkin' like he Hawaii, knew that that bitch had to cut it bald
I be damned if I go die before I'm an 18, I'm a dragon ball
In the head, you say you steppin' on my gang, nigga know we murder gang, cop too fast, feel like Bruce Wayne
Bitch, you better not speak on my name, that NPR, that Benesit, you know I'm rappin' for that gang
I tell him easy, he gon' shoot the bitch, he got a limb that right
That NPR, that Benesit, you know I'm rappin' for that gang
When I speak up on my nine
Try to run up, make sure you go feel that flame
Niggas die if they run on my line
NPR, they been a game
My nigga crazy, he insane
Try to run up, I'ma blow you and your brain
Me and you, we not the same
Like if you smell that with the ears, you better still
I tell my nigga on the shoulder, he gon' shoot that bitch like steel
Bitch, I'ma step all by myself
That nigga threw the white flag and I told his ass go get the real
Ayy, how that bullet's comin' out the chamber, that gon' make you mad
I name a nigga that done played with me and played with NPR
Ayy, try to run, they made the fire, we sendin' shots out through your car
I got your bitch on her titties like this shit a Mardi Gras
You look up in the sky, gon' see me, cause I been a shining star
Shout out to Ruth, you know we gon' spin it, nigga, play it, then we gon' spin it again
Ayy, big nigga, don't call me lit man
Ayy, niggas don't want yes man
Ayy, smoke a nigga, keep me off the land
Ayy, try to run, this bullet get him a tan
Ayy, I pray to God, but I'm sinnin' again
Ayy, goddamn, the dope boy did it again
Ayy, fuck out the red truck runnin', you gon' feel the tick like oh, oh, oh
She said she left me a hell of a go, I cannot love you bitch, oh no
Ayy, shout out my nigga, they say I'm a blow
I said I'm gon' quit, they told me no
Try to hide in your house, we gon' kick down the door
Ayy, bitch can't run from me for sure
Like what you see in me, don't see it at all
They wanna see me dead, it gon' be damn if you gon' see me fall
Just call my phone, bitch, I don't wanna call
Niggas talkin' like he Hawaii, knew that that bitch had to cut it bald
I be damned if I go die before I'm an 18, I'm a dragon ball
In the head, you say you steppin' on my gang, nigga know we murder gang, cop too fast, feel like Bruce Wayne
Bitch, you better not speak on my name, that NPR, that Benesit, you know I'm rappin' for that gang
I tell him easy, he gon' shoot the bitch, he got a limb that right
That NPR, that Benesit, you know I'm rappin' for that gang
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Writer(s): Keith Chiles
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