Did It Again

(Chorus)
Ain't safe ina street so my blicky stay tucked
Keep a strap like a dyke if my girl tryna fuck
So much money look like I sell drugs
Niggas stay dissing I don't give a fuck
Ridin so fast ain't no pulling me over
My niggas stay icy the room getting colder
Got dirty money it blow a bad odor
Ion fuck with you pussys i fuck with the soldiers
My niggas will smoke yo ass like weed
U gone get cooked if we got sum beef
Bad lil chick she been on my mind
When i see her again ima hit it from the side
Yall really be faking yall really pretend
Hop on my wave then you stick to the trends
Im never worried bout shit that i spend
Cuz i gotta bag and i did it again
(Verse:1)
Bros for hoes thats just how it go
You chasing the hoes yo money won't grow
Got 100k just going to a show
Gave 20k each to all of my bros


My shooters be greenin ain't talkin 2k
I dont trust nobody i sleep with a k
If u wanna feature u gone have to pay
U dont wanna pay den fuck out my face
Music be banging i might break your speaker
Hottest ina city i might catch a fever
Out runnin cops im the hood wide reciever
I be chasing bags like i am a cheetah
My haters be turning to fans real fast
Nigga talk crazy bit we on his ass
Ain't had shit but I was dripping in class
Robbing and trapping to get all the cash
Stackin these greens like i am in boston
I get to the work ion do lotta talkin
Diamonds they dripping off me like a Faucet
I got to much Money can't fit in a wallet
Rolling the weed i be smokin my pain
Put on my hoodie do drills ina rain
Take em Peels Fucked up my brain
I've been calm but I can go insane
(Chorus)
Ain't safe ina street so my blicky stay tucked
Keep a strap like a dyke if my girl tryna fuck
So much money look like I sell drugs
Niggas stay dissing I don't give a fuck


Ridin so fast ain't no pulling me over
My niggas stay icy the room getting colder
Got dirty money it blow a bad odor
Ion fuck with you pussys i fuck with the soldiers
My niggas will smoke yo ass like weed
U gone get cooked if we got sum beef
Bad lil chick she been on my mind
When i see her again ima hit it from the side
Yall really be faking yall really pretend
Hop on my wave then you stick to the trends
Im never worried bout shit that i spend
Cuz i gotta bag and i did it again
(Verse:3 Markio)
We did it again we don't trust no friends
You playing with us you will turn to a end
You talking that shit like you really know me
Your girl on my m tryna make me spend
They cold like ice I stay with these vv's
These niggas be hatin don't want me to win
Done took no l's so I gotta win
Man I'm to thick not fen like a fan


When I start making money these niggas be mad
So heated really tryna get me gone
Fuck all dat shit ain't staying home
He talking that shit put me ona speaker phone
Girls ask me out I say hell naw
Then put the bitch ina friendzone
She saying that I did her wrong
She know she want me because my money long
And ain't got time for this shit
These bitches be lying and playing in shit
When I say no at least stop throwing fits
They want all the fame man they wanna be rich
If you want some money bitch get off yo ass
They passing up money like they passing gas
Just stay in yo lane if not you not gone last
Just grind like me cause I want it bad
(Chorus)
Ain't safe ina street so my blicky stay tucked
Keep a strap like a dyke if my girl tryna fuck
So much money look like I sell drugs
Niggas stay dissing I don't give a fuck
Ridin so fast ain't no pulling me over
My niggas stay icy the room getting colder
Got dirty money it blow a bad odor
Ion fuck with you pussys i fuck with the soldiers
My niggas will smoke yo ass like weed
U gone get cooked if we got sum beef
Bad lil chick she been on my mind
When i see her again ima hit it from the side
Yall really be faking yall really pretend
Hop on my wave then you stick to the trends
Im never worried bout shit that i spend
Cuz i gotta bag and i did it again