DO IT ALL AGAIN

[Chorus]
I got Chanel for my bitch (Bitch)
Keep buttons on my sticks (Sticks)
Can't show no ho, no love
Why the perfect hoes don't exist? (Let's go)
Boy, I been knew I was the shit (Woah)
I don't give no fuck bout your list (Woah)
Nigga said he want me dead (Dead)
He done shot, he shot but he missed (On God)

[Verse]
I'm the type to go and blow a check, stack it up and go ahead and do it all again
You could go get it yo'self (Let's go), Go get it with yo' brothers, but you can't ball for them (Can't ball for them)
I know some niggas that wouldn't do the same, but I took the fall for them
Nigga done switched on the gang, and switched on his brother, I know they ain’t crossing him
The money don't make you different, it make a difference
I can tell you how to work that block, and go make the hunnid, you just gotta listen
I don't give no fuck what they sayin, I'ma do what I want, I'ma handle my business
I got love for my city, I pray for the city, for all of the drugs and killings
Gotta pray for the young niggas drillin', gotta pray for yo' block, that we bendin'
I'm the one, you can't tarnish my image
Call the doctors, score me some red, I'm cookin' it up like a motherfuckin' chemist
I don't know what they sayin, I don't know what they on, but I know I'm on the road to riches
Boy, you gotta go stack up your digits, you too lost in the sauce by the bitches
Niggas try to treat me like the villain, get this shit bigger than the buildings
Basically I'm sayin' I'm the realest, free my brothers waitin' on they sentence
We got bags in let's go ship it, bitch I'm known to go ahead and rip it
And I told these niggas I'm the one, and I told these boys I’m making hits

[Chorus]
I got Chanel for my bitch (Bitch)
Keep buttons on my sticks (Sticks)
Can't show no ho, no love
Why the perfect hoes don't exist? (On God)
Boy, I been knew I was the shit (Woah)
I don't give no fuck bout your list (Woah)
Nigga said he want me dead (Dead)
He done shot, he shot but he missed (On God)

[Verse]
I'm the type to go and blow a check, stack it up and go ahead and do it all again
You could go get it yo'self (Let's go), Go get it with yo' brothers, but you can't ball for them (Can't ball for them)
I know some niggas that wouldn't do the same, but I took the fall for them
Nigga done switched on the gang, and switched on his brother, I know they ain’t crossing him
The money don't make you different, it make a difference
I can tell you how to work that block, and go make the hunnid, you just gotta listen
I don't give no fuck what they sayin, I'ma do what I want, I'ma handle my business
I got love for my city, I pray for the city, for all of the drugs and killings
Gotta pray for the young niggas drillin'