again! Lyrics

Back at it again

I ain't focused on no fakes, I'd rather focus on these bands

Make another bag, then I go ahead do my money dance

Work until I pass out, I know that they don't understand

Ooh, Imma get that loot

I get them racks

I been putting work up in that stu

Load another track

Stacking up, I'm balling with my crew

We in our bag

Nah, we ain't never heard of you

Like who is that

I just been getting that revenue

And you could say what you want about me

But I'm really that guy in your avenue

Me and my crew really out here

We be booling outside down at malibu

Nah I ain't really got money like that

But who said I ain't free to imagine, ooh

Private jet, where should I travel to

Brand new hoodie, it's navy blue

And I really got some talent too

I might just get me a grammy, ooh

Stuck with the guap like I'm married to it

I work too hard, yeah, that's very true

Both of my pockets, they very blue

I been getting them bucks like Antetokounmpo

Woah, Pull up in that four-door

Rocking out, then we roll roll

I ain't gon' ask for no promo

I'm up next, and they don't know

Missing out, they got FOMO

I feel like Cudi, I don't need nobody

I been doing this solo dolo, yeah

Turn up the season, then turn it up again

I don't need no reason, I do it 'cause I can

Ain't no-one in my region, nobody in my lane

I'm here and never leaving, I'ma go viral like a strain

Back at it again

I ain't focused on no fakes, I'd rather focus on these bands

Make another bag, then I go ahead do my money dance

Work until I pass out, I know that they don't understand

Ooh, Imma get that loot

I get them racks

I been putting work up in that stu

load another track

Stacking up, I'm balling with my crew

We in our bag

Nah, we ain't never heard of you

Like who is that