Again ft. Jiggyjerms Lyrics

Ayy, there he go again, lil' old hooligan back with his friends

Ayy, there they go again, talkin' real big when I know they pretend

Ayy, walk him down, nothin' on my waist, ain't no need to defend

Ayy, we get down, I know you ain't fuckin' with these grown men

Ayy, there he go again, lil' old hooligan there with his friends

Ayy, there they go again, talkin' real big when I know they pretend

Ayy, walk him down, nothin' on my waist, ain't no need to defend

Ayy, we get down, I know you ain't fuckin' with these grown men

Ayy, raised in my area, causin hysteria

If we got problems, then gordo will bury ya

Flow is immaculate, smoove sent this beat and I hit him right back

Like, you know I'ma tear it up, you know they fearin' us

Soon they'll be hearin' us, I remember mobbin' around on the city bus

Lookin' for an issue, bitch, I will give you one

Mean motherfucker when I'm walkin' down the street

Don't need to carry shit, bro, got the heat

I tell you, kick rocks and you better be feet

Smoke on a blunt and I'm sippin' Old E

Still feelin' hurt from my bro's OD

Walk around pissed in the 360

Ask anybody, yeah, they don't know me

I'm a known motherfucker, but I stay low-key

Got a lot of people tryna put the aim on me

Got a lot of people tryna put the blame on me

Got a lot of people wanna go and hate on me

But I'm still in the streets and bro still got that heat

And I'm still hit a stain and you still is a lame and

I'm workin' and movin', I'm switchin' my lane

But I'm still on my day ones, that shit never change

And I'm still wearin' white tees, that shit is the same

Yeah, hooligan jewls , you will know the name

There he go again, Lil' Old Hooligan, bad with his friends

Ay, there they go again, talkin' real big when I know they pretend

Ay, walk him down, nothin' on my waist and no need to defend

Ay, we get down, I know you ain't fuckin' with these grown men

Ay, there we go again, Lil' Old Hooligan, bad with his friends

Ay, got to go again, talkin' real big when I know they pretend

Ay, walk him down, nothin' on my waist and no need to defend

Ay, we get down, bitch ain't fuckin' with these grown men

I'm smokin' on zaza pollutin' my lungs

When I walk in the club and I sneak in my gun

I'ma bust at your mans if he try to act tough

He a foolio Stan , I put him in a blunt

I don't got superpowers, I got superchargers

It's the fact that you ain't keepin' up

Jerm's been a hooligan, just flipped the pack

And I got me new jewels again

I know my brother gon' walk him down

He ready to go when he geeked off them percocets

How is you down if you ain't catch a murder yet

I keep it on me, you know I ain't goin' back

Too many friends died, I can't get over it

Slide on him like the doors on a minivan

Me and my brother got matching sticks

Everybody know him as my twinny twin

He gon' make sure you get hit in your chinny chin

I don't like violence, but fuck it, we spin again

Used to deliver them Ps in a rental van

Always got sticks on us, we movin' militants

K sub the jeans you can tell by the flag

I remix the pints just to counter some cash

Finesse in my blood, make you give up a bag

Smokin' on dodo , my lung just collapsed