Song Lyrics

Yeah, aight, bitch
What's up with that motherfucking mouth?
Oh God, ay, ay, ay, ay (look)
(Helluva made the beat baby)

Usually do a white bitch, but this black one
Got a bad bitch with a fat one
She like bitches more than me
So on Fridays, we do captions
Like Uzi's, not Madsen's
She like Mac Dre, I like Andre
I'ma ball hard like DeAndre
Need a paycheck like Beyoncé
Not tryna be your fiancé
My sister's boyfriend light skinned
His name Keante
Told him if he hurt her, I'ma hurt him on my papa (that's on pops)
Pull up to his mama house with that big choppa

Ay, forty racks will put that jet in the air
I'm like f*ck it, let me go up on the snap since I'm here
Put that on my daddy grave, ain't no man that I fear (no)
I ain't talking, when I say, "Clap at this here" (go get it)
Niggas showing their true colors, get my Clorox (Clorox)
Your favorite rapper chain
Always in and out the pawn shop (he fucked up)
Fat nigga, make a nigga bitch cook some pork chops
I used to hear shots
Now I ain't got to keep my doors locked (we in the 'burbs)
With they baby mama only time they acting tough
We heard I had a shootout, ain't nobody dying, wasn't us
Tariq say what you want about them Glock 9's (bah)
Even if it's slippery, can't let the opps slide (never)

And a foreign, yeah, the shit with the frog eyes
Bad bitch, on the Net, she be dogging guys
I'm a dog that bitch like some left leftovers
And a big boy house, call the chef over
Bro' whip a Range Rover, uh
Built like a lick to say the least
Fifty thousand like a fleece
Blue and red like police
Got a bad bitch with a ten year old son, damn
Nigga half a nigga age, buy a Playstation
Pulled up to the side, f*ck his mama in her back
Bend her over, hold her mouth
Told her, "Take it like a real bitch"
Then she went south, sucking dick like a pro
Swallow nut like a taste tester on a Go Pro

On a Go Pro, bitch
Bought the crib f*ck the bank
'Cause I don't want a mortgage (we gon' cash it)
Yachty still got the money from that one endorsement (that's some M's)
Hellcat, Red Key, that's too many horses (ah)
In the club with all Franklins, throwing Georges
Walking through the airport
Hoping they don't call the dogs (got the bag)
Froze than a bitch, I'm just hoping that I thaw (ice)
I'm beefing with your mans, here go 50, take his head off
Bankrolls so fucking sloppy I can't spray it all
Who they creeping in the car? They windows down (who's that?)
That might be bro, he's supposed to pull up with some loud (all good)
They started shooting, tell them kids go in the house
They heard the AR, make them niggas turn around (gang)

F*ck his bitch in a pretty ass night gown
She get drunk off of Titos, believe that
F*ck that bitch from the back, grab her weave tracks
Why these bitches want Boat? Mind your beeswax
Make your bitch take my kids just they like deep facts
Put a crease in her back like some work slacks
Pussy wet, got me feeling like a merman
Ars AKs like the Taliban
Tell a fried niggas getting money like the Wheel of Fortune
Used to ride around cracking cars with no AC, man
That shit was really scorching
So now bitch talkin' bout you're gonna replace the
Teeth, whip the Porches
Now she better than some old news

Niggas talkin' about what they 'bout to do, ay
(Talking about what they finna do)
When we already in motion
(When that ball already rolling)
F*ck with us we crack that melon
(F*ck with us we crack that head) ay
We ain't aiming it at abdominals
(We ain't aiming at your body) ay
Try me if you feeling heroic, I'm strapped like a Trojan
You know I ain't sparing shit when I star striking, no bowling
He say, "Grizzley, you don't f*ck with me"
Get out your emotions, Blocka will tell you
'Fore we really go to this shit, we spoke it, nigga

Now them prices is the lowest
Ay, but them show prices the highest
Ay man my heart probably the darkest
Bitch but our ice probably the brightest, nigga

Martin Mccurtis, Terry Sanchez Wallace, Miles Parks Mccollum

The duration of Once Again is 2:50 minutes and seconds.