Do It Again - YSN Flow, Doe Boy

I’m tryna run up them bands

Give that to my friends

So I can go do it again

I come from where you don’t win

Finally won but scared I’ma lose it again

Fuck on this bitch send her back to her nigga

She hitting my phone tryna do it again

Hand me downs was all I rocked

I ain’t have no guap

No, I can’t go through it again

I’ma fuck her and her friend

I hit two hoes in a Benz

I got some killas that can’t be on camera

Play and they shoot like a lense

Ice on my body

I’m dripping water

I wash away all my sins

Run up on Doe

That’s a no go

You ah end up on the flow like YSN

He ain’t never caught no bodies

Why you let him run with ya gang?

Why he in?

Oh, you thought it was sweet, nigga try again

Slid a hour ago, tell them slide again

Try the band gods they drummin'

Yeah them chopsticks look like violins

Still screaming fuck yo dead homie

We ah dig him up, he could die again bitch

Snuck in the club and I came wit a blick

Came in wit her man

Left wit my dick

60K I patek my wrist

100 shots I protect my shhhhhh

I’m tryna hit a nigga

I don’t shoot in the wind

My lil steppa caught a body

He ready to do it again

I’m tryna run up them bands

Give that to my friends

So I can go do it again

I come from where you don’t win

Finally won but scared I’ma lose it again

Fuck on this bitch send her back to her nigga

She hitting my phone tryna do it again

Hand me downs was all I rocked

I ain’t have no guap

No, I can’t go through it again

I got on Gucci

This ain’t even drip my nigga

Don’t you see I’m rich my nigga?

You got a Glock but a bitch my nigga

You ain’t never hit no nigga

He talking hot guess he wanna get lit my nigga

28 in my clip my nigga

Shout out my jeweler my neck look like piss my nigga

That’s why bitches pick a nigga

I’m tryna hold up my fist wit Rolex my wrist

And every Diamond on it hit

Look how I’m holding my stick

I’m ready to blitz

And put a nigga on his shit

Super hot I know I’m lit

Remember when I wasn’t shit

Now everybody want a pic

And everybody on my dick

These niggas switchin' sides

If he flipping sides then we flipping his whip

Fuck it balling hard I need a bucket

Making money bitch I love it

These bitches be fucking

That’s what I can’t do the loving

And that’s why I can’t do the trusting

I fuck then I’m dubbing

Momma I’m hot as a oven

And all these bitches tryna touch it

Look how I coming

Walk in the room and I’m bussing

Ain’t even fuck and she cumming

I’m tryna run up them bands

Give that to my friends

So I can go do it again

I come from where you don’t win

Finally won but scared I’ma lose it again

Fuck on this bitch send her back to her nigga

She hitting my phone tryna do it again

Hand me downs was all I rocked

I ain’t have no guap

No, I can’t go through it again