Did It Again Lyrics

''Gain, Lunchbox I did it again

I spent some shit on this gear

I spent some shit on these pants

These niggas start acting weird

I think these niggas turned fans

My chopper singing like madison beer

We slump that boy like a xan

He don't want see what I tote on my hip

We make you run on your mans

Fronted on me so I upped it again

Bet you wont do that again

You a lil' hoe and I see it, it's clear

You a hoe, you and your friends

Fuck all these niggas ain't got no more fear

I know this shit in my head

I think I'm bugging, this shit in my head

This shit in my head

Opps running up, he get blicked down

He going upstairs

Got a drumstick make em sit down

These musical chairs

They fuck with the kid cause I'm lit now

You losing your chance, uh

I need an arm and a leg for the feat

I spent an arm and a leg on these feets

My money tall shit could play for the heat

I make a call bet not stay in that street

I make a call brody making a sweep

And that lil' hoe wanna come to the spot

I told her come with a gang, with a fleet

''Gain, Lunchbox I did it again

I spent some shit on this gear

I spent some shit on these pants

These niggas start acting weird

I think these niggas turned fans

My chopper singing like madison beer

We slump that boy like a xan

He don't want see what I tote on my hip

We make you run on your mans

Fronted on me so I upped it again

Bet you wont do that again

You a lil' hoe and I see it, it's clear

You a hoe, you and your friends

Fuck all these niggas ain't got no more fear

I know this shit in my head