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letra de did it again - slump6s

[chorus]
i just went did it again, i just went up (huh, yeah)
i just went did it again, i just went up (huh, yeah)
i just went did it again, i just went up (huh, yeah)
i just went did it again, i just went up (huh, yeah)
i just went did it again, i just went up (huh, yeah)
i just went did it again, i don’t give a f-ck (woo, woo)
hunnid racks, up in a benz, i got a new truck (woo, woo)
i just be puttin’ in work, this sh-t is not luck (woo, woo)
all these rap n-ggas be dirt, these lil’ n-ggas suck (woo, woo)

[verse 1]
i’m at the top of the earth, i’m in this bih’ with my cuz’
don’t even like that lil’ b-tch, f-ck that lil’ hoe, just because
[?], call me lil kota’, b-tch
they want a piece of my buzz
no nintendo, i stay with a switch, ’cause these streets don’t got no love
i’m on the wock’, b-tch, pour four, all in my cup, uh, uh (blatt, blatt)
better not talk sh-t, p-ssy ass n-gga, get cut, uh, uh (yeah)
my b-tch too toxic, i’m finna f-ck on her b-tt, uh, uh (fah)
that n-gga lost it, cig’ finna f-ck up his lungs
hop in the stu’, and i get it in (huh)
yo’ b-tch, she eat me like cinnamon (huh)
don’t play with me, i got many men (huh)
dakota just got on his sh-t again (huh)
don’t wanna f-ck on yo’ b-tch again
you talkin’ down, i might f-ck on yo’ b-tch again, uh
please take a look at my wrist again
that sh-t a show you, that my money glistenin’ (blatt)
turn that sh-t off, we ain’t listenin’
n-ggas tryn’ beef, i ain’t doin’ this again, uh
talk down on me, you go missin’, in
hunters on me, and they all got an f&n, uh
choppa on me, and it’s deafenin’
i’m gettin’ money, lil’ b-tch that’s a definite (yeah)
run up on me, then you better get
run with a glock, ’cause this sh-t is [?]
[verse 2]
hop in a rocket, i blast off, uh
i’m spittin’ fire, like asphalt, uh
i tell these rap n-ggas, “that’s a joke”
i really be laughin’ my ass off, uh
in the stu’, workin’ my ass off
[?], so i’m takin’ her ass off, uh
speakin’ on me, boy, you dead wrong
dnd, b-tch, i ain’t checkin’ my cellphone
got a whip, so i’m drivin’ my self home
love my b-tch, but she drivin’ me crazy
“hunnid racks, or a dinner with jay z?”
b-tch, i’m definitely spendin’ a hunnid racks
then i’m makin’ it back in the same week
i be carryin’ them, on they own track
it make sense why they don’t want to pay me
all these n-ggas be fans, ain’t no ac

- slump6s

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