did it again! Lyrics

Got in my bag and I did it again

Benji with me and he came with them twins

Ain't tryna beef with you, I'm tryna win

She did me dirt so I fucked on her friend

Fear of God on me I'm still finna sin

Two in the Backwood, three in the Fronto

Four in the Kist, boy I'm high as a blimp

These niggas some frauds, they fake

It's not what it seems, it's not what you think

Taye got a beam, he'll up if you blink

Akimbo my body we upping in sync

I'm setting them screens, I'm making them plays

Feeling like Rudy from outta the paint

Tryna make sure that my niggas get paid

Big old bag fell in love with the bank

In love with the cash, in love with the cake

In love with the paper, I'm making it rain

Step back like I'm Harden and shoot like I'm Bronny

However you put it, I'm balling like James

These niggas ain't tryna get with me, I'm hitting 150, it's rubbing the coat off the paint

I'm doing the dash in the city, the TL get busy, I'm leaving the corner in flames

No kizzy, it's with me, put three in the Simply

I need me the richie and I need it plain

Need me a milli, walk out like I'm Wayne

Diamonds my pendant just came out the drain

Cream on my body I feel like a saint

Bitch on my body I tell her I can't

If it ain't bout the pay I ain't got nothing to say

Ain't bout the pay I ain't got nothing to say

My bro keep the drac in the seat like Degrassi

He riding around with the K all day

Mad these niggas can't jack my fashion

Mixing the Marni and Neverscape

I ran it up the fastest, gold on my belt like I'm 3K the heavyweight

Rolling that 3.5, might

Rolling that

Rolling that 3.5, might levitate

Got in my bag and I did it again

Benji with me and he came with them twins

Ain't tryna beef with you, I'm tryna win

She did me dirt so I fucked on her friend

Fear of God on me I'm still finna sin

Two in the Backwood, three in the Fronto

Four in the Kist, boy I'm high as a blimp

These niggas some frauds, they fake

It's not what it seems, it's not what you think

Taye got a beam, he'll up if you blink

Akimbo my body we upping in sync

I'm setting them screens, I'm making them plays

Feeling like Rudy from outta the paint

Tryna make sure that my niggas get paid

Big old bag, fell in love with the bank

Bitch I got in my bag had to double up

He not Yeat but my bro in the big body tonka truck

Why the fuck you ain't get your money up

Why the fuck you ain't getting no bread

Niggas love to run around and talk that shit

Need to turn around and run a check up instead

I ain't ever been worried bout these hoes

These bitches be lame and these bitches be fed

All of these games, I don't never play em

Senzu my body you know what I'm saying

He twitter talking the beef, it ain't nothing to me

Boy my brother gone throw like the Ravens

I got like five for the tree selling fifteen a G

And I don't need a scale and Idon't gotta weigh it

This pack through the mail and there ain't no delaying

You down on your luck but I'm up on my payment

I'm up in this bitch and i'm going insane

4PF on me, I don't got a chain but my pockets they stuffed on that Michelin Man

Someone tell Baby I been in the gang

Since a lil kid I been tryna get rich

Need me a sack give a fuck bout the fame

Why these niggas tryna send a blitz

I got in my bag and i did it again

Got in my bag and I did it again

Benji with me and he came with them twins

Ain't tryna beef with you, I'm tryna win

She did me dirt so I fucked on her friend

Fear of God on me I'm still finna sin

Two in the Backwood, three in the Fronto

Four in the Kist, boy I'm high as a blimp

These niggas some frauds, they fake

It's not what it seems, it's not what you think

Taye got a beam, he'll up if you blink

Akimbo my body we upping in sync

I'm setting them screens, I'm making them plays

Feeling like Rudy from outta the paint

Tryna make sure that my niggas get paid

Big old bag fell in love with the bank