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Ayy, J1, that's flames, my bro

Ayy, we gon' do it again, pop out the cut with a beam on the knocker (Grrah)
We gon' do it again, spin on his mother and shoot up his father (Boom, baow)
We gon' do it again, 300 hundred demons, they robbin' the robbers (Robbin' the robbers)
We gon' do it again, flock at a opp cause a scene, I can probably (Blah, blah, blah, grrah)

We gon' do it again (Do it again)
We gon' do it again (Boom, boom, boom, do it again)
We gon' do it again (Grrah, do it again)
We gon' do it again (Do it again)
We gon' do it again (Do it again)
We gon' do it again (Boom, boom, boom, do it again)
We gon' do it again (Grrah, do it again)
We gon' do it again (Do it again)

Spin your block and then do it again, can't test a b*t*h 'cause I'll do it again
I-V-D, I ain't one of their friends, yeah, took the phone and I'll do it again
Take your man and I'll do it again
Make you wish you won't do it again
Slidin' out in this blacked out Benz
Go check the wrist, yeah, that cost me ten
In L-D-N, I set trends ridiculous
See the opps, why they act oblivious?
Sexy b*t*h, yeah, them b*t*hes hideous
When-when a b*t*h get fast and furious, I'm killin' it
Put-put her in a spliff then I'm billin'
Drag-drag her by her wig then I'm flingin' it (Drag her)
Bet you won't do that again, period
He wanna f**k 'cause I'm wearin' Gucci
Too wet-wet with the kitty, that's the reason that your man wanna do me
Big fat breast and booty, all the mandem tryna dive for coochie
They all want a London girl, come to my hood, I don't kiss and tell, real badman from A-T-L
Ayy, we gon' do it again, pop out the cut with a beam on the knocker (Grrah)
We gon' do it again, spin on his mother and shoot up his father (Boom, baow)
We gon' do it again, 300 hundred demons, they robbin' the robbers (Robbin' the robbers)
We gon' do it again, flock at a opp cause a scene, I can probably (Blah, blah, blah, grrah)

I'ma shoot him all dead (I'ma shoot him all dead) tryna bruise him again
Get knocked, come home, but I'll do it again
Broke up with her n***a, she smoochin' again (Grrah)
I can't ride in a whip with no tints, gotta lay back 'cause I know that I'm him
Went down, but I'll focus again, went down, but I'll focus again (Grrah)
I can focus up, that's on bro, I'm a twin that's gon' blow it up
Ski mask on, so the police don't notice us
If I don't got the knock, I'ma poke him up
No cap 'cause I'm on that for real, might take a trip to the hill
and we still get the drop and I slide on that drill (Grrah, grrah)
Tryna find us a gunner (Tryna find us), I got the knocker on me every summer (Like, what?)
Try catch him and bun him (Try catch him and bun him), he goin' b*t*h, I turn into a runner
And I ain't have none, swear I was lackin'? Put that on my mother (Dummy)
And I ain't have none, swear I was lackin'? Put that on my mother
Ayy, we gon' do it again, pop out the cut with a beam on the knocker (Grrah)
We gon' do it again, spin on his mother and shoot up his father (Boom, baow)
We gon' do it again, 300 hundred demons, they robbin' the robbers (Robbin' the robbers)
We gon' do it again, flock at a opp cause a scene, I can probably (Blah, blah, blah, grrah)

Ayy, J1, that's flames, my bro
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