Again

I've been abused by this cold, cold world

Everybody around you pretendin' that they your partner

Let you have a problem, they won't even help you out

Smilin' in your face, you turn your back, they talk about you

I've been abused by this cold, cold world

Lord, I'm goin' out, I'm stackin' all my Benjamins

Swear to God that I can't wait to shit on all my friends again

I'ma pull up Benz again, p-p-pull up Benz again

I'ma pull up Benz again, p-p-pull up Benz again

Ooh, long hair, Drika  lookin' like she got ass shot

Ooh, doin' pole-a-rope, sippin' lean and soda, I am that

Glock 9, by the stop sign, 'bout fifty thousand in the stash spot

Pray to God we don't crash when they whip through the dash

I could tap the gas and make that ass drop

Ever wonder why your bitch look funny when the music playin'?

Been a gangster, safe to say that I live everything I'm sayin'

Bend her over, pull her hair then eat her pussy, lick her ass

And when we be cuttin' up, her feet be in the ceilin' fan

Hold up, let me get my roll on

Think I need another pocket just to put my phone on

Hold on, let me get my roll on

Think I need another pocket just to put my phone on

Long nose, that'll get your donk gone

Speakin' with the wrong tone, that'll get you dun dun

Thinkin' with my dick wasn't nothin' like a thong song

Lookin' for a two-piece, boom chicka boom boom

Everybody around you pretendin' that they your partner

Let you have a problem, they won't even help you out

Smilin' in your face, you turn your back, they talk about you

I've been abused by this cold, cold world

Lord, I'm goin' out, I'm stackin' all my Benjamins

Swear to God that I can't wait to shit on all my friends again

I'ma pull up Benz again, p-p-pull up Benz again

I'ma pull up Benz again, p-p-pull up Benz again

Pants saggin', 'bout gat blastin', while rats snitchin', I am tatted

Lean bad, got bad habits, yellow bitch from Lafayette fantastic

Dead broke, got mad at it, I'm back stackin', I'm flap jackin'

Your flap rattlin', you fat faggot, I'm back at it in the trap trappin'

I love the Benz, I'm band campin', I standin' strong, you bandwagon

I'm concrete, you transparent, my dick out, your hand grabbin'

No can blame us who grab bammers at your block, then ram shackin'

No hidden cameras, from the back smashin', her ass clappin', I am nasty

Road to riches, go and get it in Daytona Chargers

Took a dive from not followin' our first mind

I was gettin' it in the mail through UPS

If I tell you, I'ma stay away from Juliet and I'm alive

Everybody around you pretendin' that they your partner

Let you have a problem, they won't even help you out

Smilin' in your face, you turn your back, they talk about you

I've been abused by this cold, cold world

Lord, I'm goin' out, I'm stackin' all my Benjamins

Swear to God that I can't wait to shit on all my friends again

I'ma pull up Benz again, p-p-pull up Benz again

I'ma pull up Benz again, p-p-pull up Benz again