Once Again - Caskey

Just got popped in our city, me and my dogs fucked up security

Love life, but on bars people wanna murder me

Hardest motherfucker Baby ever done signed, how you not heard of me?

Y’all listen to that fuck shit, and y’all sleep?

that’s absurd to me

Artist who ain’t never popped coming for my city, always throwing dirt on me

Salt shaker, not dodgin' shit, I’m too clean for the impurity

All Hell broke loose when I came back, feeling so sure of me

White on white interior, when shit pop off, it’s all burgundy

Drinking on Texas and smoking on good

Counting my blesses, I know that I should

King of my city, still misunderstood

They try to stop that shit all that they could

They do not like me and I can’t explain that shit, yeah

Y’all got a pistol but, boy, can you aim that shit?

Yeah

Dog, ‘cause we about that action, I don’t know 'bout you, dog

We getting this paper, I don’t know 'bout you

When they try my lil partner, had that four pound drew

I was on a tour but now I’m back and got the town

Fucked up on that drink, once again

I’m back on the Molly, once again

Walking in the bank, once again

Counting dirty money, once again

Yo' bitch at my spot, once again

Fucked and kicked her out, once again

I’m back on the drink, once again

I’m back on that Molly, once again

Once again, once again, once again, I’m off the Molly

When you getting to the dough, can’t trust nobody

I’m in every other city, doing shows

Me and yo' girl, she a freak, she fucked the posse

Got me a new chopper at the house

Heard some of y’all was poppin' at the mouth

YGs gon' pop up at yo' store

Got the bands in my pocket, poppin' out, yeah, yeah

I’m drinking coffee and gettin' shit done, I’m on a mission

You unmotivated, you uncoordinated, you always bitchin'

If I was the plug and it was the streets, well then you would be snitchin'

They lock me up, they gon' take everything from me, except my ambition

How can I motivate someone who don’t wanna get it?

The AM, I’m up in the kitchen

Boy I’m so hungry, I’m flippin' these chickens

My homie doin' the same, but in other ways, and that’s something I wouldn’t

mention

Got your girl all in suspicion, she at the show and I got the flow,

got the attention

Got your lil ho at the spot and she lick on her twat while I’m hittin' it all

in position

She opposite of a Christian, I’m doing witchcraft, I disappear like a magician

That’s why I stick and move, stick and move

Get the money, fuck the rules, let nobody fuck with you

Yeah, you suckers got the tools, but do you know how to use?

Dog, ‘cause we about that action, I don’t know 'bout you, dog

We getting this paper, I don’t know 'bout you

When they try my lil partner, had that four pound drew

I was on a tour but now I’m back and got the town

Fucked up on that drink, once again

I’m back on the Molly, once again

Walking in the bank, once again

Counting dirty money, once again

Yo' bitch at my spot, once again

Fucked and kicked her out, once again

I’m back on that drink, once again

I’m back on the Molly, once again

We about that action

We about that action