Lyrics: Coby Rhodes
Music: Coby Rhodes
[Chorus]
'Gain
Lunchbox done did it again
I spent some shit on this gear
I spent some shit on these pants
These niggas start acting weird
I think these niggas turned fans
My choppa singing like Madison Beer
We shot that boy like a Xan'
He don't want see what I tote on my hip
We make you run on your mans
Fronted on me so I up'd it again
Bet you won't do that again
You a lil' hoe and I see it, it's clear
You a hoe, you and your friend
**** all these niggas, ain't got no more fear
I know this shit in my head
[Verse]
I think I'm bugging, that shit in my head
That shit in my head
Opps running up, we gon' blick down
He goin' upstairs
Got a drumstick, make him sit down, these musical chairs
They **** with the kid 'cause I'm lit now
You losing your chance, huh
I need an arm and a leg for the feat
I spent an arm and a leg on these feet
My money tall, shit could play for the Heat
I make a call, bet' not stay in that street
I make a call, brody making a sweep
And that lil' hoe wanna come to the spot
I tell her come with a gang, with the fleet (Woo)
[Chorus]
'Gain
Lunchbox done did it again
I spent some shit on this gear
I spent some shit on these pants
These niggas start acting weird
I think these niggas turned fans
My choppa singing like Madison Beer
We shot that boy like a Xan'
He don't want see what I tote on my hip
We make you run on your mans
Fronted on me so I up'd it again
Bet you won't do that again
You a lil' hoe and I see it, it's clear
You a hoe, you and your friend
**** all these niggas, ain't got no more fear
I know this shit in my head