Letra de Did it again - STS Tra

Yeah, I did it again

Made a way for my family and friends

Me and my niggas gone hop out the Benz

I still got some niggas locked up in the pin

Lil freaky bitch suckin me up in the den

These bitches I’m fuckin ain’t nothin but 10’s

Lil nigga run up and get bent with that Fin (fn)

Then I pray to the lord for my sins

Why you beefin with me? Nigga go get ya bandz up

I’m havin this shit in my front and back pockets lil nigga

I can’t even hold my pants up

I walk in the room, niggas stand up

This is a stick up lil boy put ya hands up

These niggas be hatin from the stands huh

In the field like I run with the klan huh

(Yeah) my nigga fast

We dont do nun but win we ain comin in last

And my boy get the bags and he sellin em fast

Then he get in the whip, and do the digital dash

Tired of sparing these niggas, gotta get on they ass

Nigga thinkin he hard but he really be trash

So I get on the beat and I walk and I spazz

So I get on the beat and I walk and I spazz

I’m the one these lil niggas can’t stand

Only fuckin with you cause your brother my mans

Had to kick that boy out cause he ain’t stick to the plan

But look at em now his feet stuck in the sand

Finna sign a deal

Remember them days I was missing my meals

He wanted to beef, put that boy on a grill

That’s just how we handle that shit in the ville, fr

What’s good in the hood

We doin the shit that you wishin you could

I don’t open up cause I ain’t understood

Had to smoke that lil boy put his ass in a wood

Got some niggas with time they facin

Got some niggas still fightin cases

Got niggas that’s still on probation

And 12 can’t find they location

My truck geeked up cause I laced it

I see me some green I chase it

If it ain’t bout the green erase it

Mix the perks with the lean I face it

(Hold) I’m stacking my chips up

Left the bank I was pickin them crips up

When we get in the field hold them clips up

See my print and she tootin her lips up

Yeah, they wun (wasn’t) fuckin with me and it stung

But now got these lil bitches sprung

She like slappin my dick on her tongue

And she like when my dick tough her lungs

I don’t love you I’m being sarcastic

The way she be ridin my dick is fantastic

I’m serving this weight in the gym like gymnastics

Let me feel on your ass, let me see if it’s plastic

I was down bad now look I’m on tv

These niggas be hatin cause they really wanna be me

Hit that bih from the back and that pussy a lil creamy

She looked in my eyes and said nigga you dreamy, no kap

Hahaha I’m really him fr no kap

I done got rich I’m the same nigga

That was stuck in the field with them grave diggers

I done got rich im the same nigga

That was stuck in the field with them grave diggers

Can’t fuck with these bitches they some gold diggers

Can’t be thinkin small gotta go bigger

Can’t fuck with these bitches they some gold diggers

Can’t be thinkin small gotta go bigger

(Yeah) I get on the beat and I walk til it plank

I can’t focus my brain if I don’t get on the drink

Got some niggas locked up in the cell with a shank

I can’t beef with no nigga who ain’t havin no rank

Damn, might make a trip

Damn, too much dip on ya chip

Damn, I’m thinkin bout gettin you flipped

Can’t fuck with these niggas they sinkin the ship

But me and my niggas gettin higher than blimps

Yeah yeah

Yeah, I done did it again

Made a way for my family and friends

Me and my niggas gone hop out the Benz

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