Did It Again

[Intro]
Minkzy
It's LR, baby, it's LR, boo
Ay, two
It's LR, baby, it's LR, boo

[Chorus]
Slip, that's it, your immediate death (Dead)
Grip tools that are big like Sean
Not little like Tec, cah I did it again (Bow, bow)
Ching, send a man high or make a man fly
If he sees me and gang and not jet
Dead, I swear we love tapin' your ends
Your bro got stretched, we did it again
Still tryna do it again
Slip, that's it, your immediate death
Grip tools that are big like Sean
Not little like Tec, cah I did it again (Ay)
Ching, send a man high or make a man fly
If he sees me and gang and not jet
Dead, I swear we love tapin' your ends
Your bro got stretched, we did it again
Still tryna do it again

[Verse 1]
Bare drills done by gang and done by I (They know)
Why is K--- talkin' back?
When he saw me and gangdem, he ran for it life
They Moscow march and then died won't ride
Just sit at home and then type
Don't make me snap, I'll back it out live
We bored your friend down, try send him up high
And CJ ain't gettin' revived (He's dead)
Say 14, two, they all spoke shit now they're up in my zoot
Trap got cats all throwin' up 2
But they rate it, tell them when they taste this food (Ay, ay)
How you still chat when your bro's left you?
It don't make sense, so I don't have a clue
Chattin' on snap, you're runnin' like Flash
When we came with a clip like a photoshoot
On who? No, we ain't doin' Kung Fu
Grip tools, dumb yutes, swear you're gonna die if we're on you
--- dashed, got tripped, get nincompoops
If you're on gang, why not have it on you?
You must be crazy
Bare talk, but the chattin' doesn't faze me
Baby, when you're done, just play me
Psycho, tapped, I love get shavy
Fuck all the verbal abuse, I ain't wid it (I ain't wid it)
I feel like Kwizzy when I aim this wap
Cah I got one eye when I ping it
Yeah, I've been shot at but I ain't been shot
Your friend got shot, got packed, there's a difference
Lyin', they claim that they know where I'm livin'
If you do know then why aren't you skiddin'? (Where you on?)

[Chorus]
Slip, that's it, your immediate death (Dead)
Grip tools that are big like Sean
Not little like Tec, cah I did it again (Bow, bow)
Ching, send a man high or make a man fly
If he sees me and gang and not jet
Dead, I swear we love tapin' your ends
Your bro got stretched, we did it again
Still tryna do it again
Slip, that's it, your immediate death
Grip tools that are big like Sean
Not little like Tec, cah I did it again (Ay)
Ching, send a man high or make a man fly
If he sees me and gang and not jet
Dead, I swear we love tapin' your ends
Your bro got stretched, we did it again
Still tryna do it again

[Verse 2]
You niggas talk shit, but you ain't done shit
Since -- got died and --- went missin'
Back the rambo, --- ching it
Come to man's zone, stop rappin' and fibbin'
How many man have I left in stitches?
Me and snoop rid, just us, how you sniffin'?
One yute dashed, that should've been a killing
Whenever they see us, they dash, just skiddin'
Your friends got kweffed, no Mobby, ain't cocky
Now that they're different, verbal Cosby
Should I go to the block or ----'s house?
I swear I be in a quandry
Caught one yute, it was movin' wet
Told that rideout, turned to a robbery
--- on the table like crockery
Your bredrin’s dead, am I talkin' Incogny?
Cah it come like dem man don't copy
In the trap with the cats, be dodgy
Ain't got no peace when them man try rob me
Better think twice cah my big knife on me (Got it on me)
But you know I slide with a wap
Clip full to the brim tryna catch that body (Bow, bow)
LR, psycho, tapped-ass donny
Gave him five, then he try run from me

[Chorus]
Slip, that's it, your immediate death (Dead)
Grip tools that are big like Sean
Not little like Tec, cah I did it again (Bow, bow)
Ching, send a man high or make a man fly
If he sees me and gang and not jet
Dead, I swear we love tapin' your ends
Your bro got stretched, we did it again
Still tryna do it again
Slip, that's it, your immediate death (Death)
Grip tools that are big like Sean
Not little like Tec, cah I did it again (Ay)
Ching, send a man high or make a man fly
If he sees me and gang and not jet
Dead, I swear we love tapin' your ends
Your bro got stretched, we did it again
Still tryna do it again