Lyrics: Misharron Allen/Jaylan Reeves/Lei Jennings
Music: Lei Jennings/Misharron Allen/Jaylan Reeves
(Tapaz on the tape)
(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
Three 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 bitch 'cause I'll do it again
IVD, 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 LDN, I set trends ridiculous
See the opps, why they act oblivious?
Sexy bitch, yeah, them bitches hideous
Wh-when a bitch get fast and furious, I'm killin' it
Pu-put her in a spliff then I'm billin'
Dra-drag her by her wig then I'm flingin' it (drag her)
Bet you won't do that again, period
He wanna **** '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 (Tapaz on the tape)
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 ATL
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
Three 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)
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 ****, she smoochin' again
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
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
That lil scooter got camp, and we still get the drop
And I slide on that drill
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' bitch, I turn into a runner
And I ain't have none, swear I was lackin'? (Tapaz on the tape)
Put that on my mother (dummy)
And I ain't have none, swear I was lackin'? (Dummy)
Put that on my mother, God!
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
Three 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)
Ayy, J1, that's flames, my bro
Tapaz on the tape