Did It Again

Came up on some bands Balmain the sweater, Truey the pants He did it again Damn I did it again, damn that boy shitted again Juuging again, that boy juuging again Did he just hit another lick? damn Did he just run off with your shit? damn Did he just pull up in a whip? damn Did he just fuck another bitch? yup And she just did one hundred tricks, damn She a freaky lil bitch Smoking dope out the breeze, out the whip Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands Wear the Balmain like a Nike check I be ballin' like Mike and them I got two TECs like I fight the ref Pussy boy know it's on sight for him Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands Wear the Balmain like a Nike check I be ballin' like Mike and them I got two TECs like I fight the ref Pussy boy know it's on sight for him Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands I seen that cash from afar I go to work for them bands, see the scars My weed make you dance with the stars Supersize my pockets, I'm living large McQueen gold on the scarf My shooters come out after dark I been 730 from the start It's KD, yeah that young boy go hard I came through it all in designer These bitches on me like piranhas My bitch a G, she'll align ya They like goddamn where you find her Ass so fat gotta climb her Ass so fat gotta climb her I'ma fuck that girl then go rewind her I got hoes poppin' up like reminders Niggas folding up like a binder Ain't no holding up, I'm on fire I be ballin' out, 49ers I be boolin' out like recliners We gon' shoot it out when we find ya I'ma stack it up like a diner I'ma stack it up like the diner No I stack it up like the waffle house With this ho we got nothing to talk about I'ma hit it then tell her to walk it out I wanna talk to this guap when I'm talking now All my niggas keep yops and we walk around All my niggas talkin' them digits Baby I talk it, I live it How he ballin', girl he moving his pivot Told Vic pull up with some bitches Got the Henny in my cup, got a couple lil sluts They gon' do it for the buzz I know she gon' give it up Came up on some bands Balmain the sweater, Truey the pants He did it again Damn I did it again, damn that boy shitted again Juuging again, that boy juuging again Did he just hit another lick? damn Did he just run off with your shit? damn Did he just pull up in a whip? damn Did he just fuck another bitch? yup And she just did one hundred tricks, damn She a freaky lil bitch Smoking dope out the breeze, out the whip Bitch I'm smoking weed in the six Some of my niggas bloods, some of 'em crips Wear the Balmain like a Nike check I be ballin' like Mike and them I got two TECs like I fight the ref Pussy boy know it's on sight for him Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands Hand full of grams, other hand full of them bands Bitch I be ballin' like Mike and them Way too much Act, get a Sprite for him Fuck her one time, bought the ho a Benz I'm breaking her off, tell her bring her friends Fuck up a check, I got plenty You mad cause your pockets is empty Brooklyn, pull up in a Bentley She suckin' me up and I bust on her titty The roof went missing again Racks on me, walk around with a ten They hating on you, they don't want you to win Rich forever, we done did it again Came up on some bands Balmain the sweater, Truey the pants He did it again Damn I did it again, damn that boy shitted again Juuging again, that boy juuging again Did he just hit another lick? damn Did he just run off with your shit? damn Did he just pull up in a whip? damn Did he just fuck another bitch? yup And she just did one hundred tricks, damn She a freaky lil bitch Smoking dope out the breeze, out the whip Bitch I'm smoking weed in the six Some of my niggas bloods, some of 'em crips Wear