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YT Triz - Can't Get It Again lyrics

Artist: YT Triz

album: Can't Get It Again


Damn life crazy ain't it
Look at them fucking mashed potatoes ain't no gravy in it
That charger like a pregnant bitch it got a baby in it
It ain't a Benz but I just fucked lil Mercedes in it
The way I play a nigga
Gotta know it ain't a new sport
In a new sport
Smoking za like Newport's
Headed to Davenport
Skert on East I4
Wasn't doing enough before
I had to double back a little more
Now Im fabulous no lil mo
But I got a super woman
Can't call on fuck niggas
I get her to do it for me
Middle school high school
My best friend was Avery Cummings
We got grown different strokes
For different folks like mr Drummond
I can't wait to pop this erk
I need sum food on my stomach
I can't to wait pop this nigga
When I catch him ima run it
Tell that ghetto red bitch
Give me head like bonnet
Explosive how is coming
Like a motherfucking comet
The way this money flowin
Get me going ain't gone lie
The way these niggas hoeing
When They die I ain't gone cry
The way this cookie blowing
I ain't flexing yeah I'm high
No sleep I feel like young thug daughter
I'm fuckin tired
Im steady blowing on this loud
I can't hear when you cry
Need to turn that shit down
Your sensitivity too high
Every time I put this shit down
These niggas Tite you too fye
Don't ask me why I ain't blowed yet
When you niggas know how
These niggaS hate
It's all good though
I'm sitting here blowing dope
With a nfl legend though
I'm talking about Like hall of fame real legendary real shit
I ain't gone say no names because we don't play them games
Know what I'm talkin about
When I sittin on da edge
And I was stressing about ends
I'm getting calls from my friend
Say he plotting on friends
Fuck about relationships
Cus it's sum shit I can't mend
But I jus took a trip to Oregon
That shit just came in
Fuck a bike Turnpike
I'm headed to winter Haven
I Just made this play da other day
I'ma make it again
The only thing that I can think about is making it in
I'm out here meeting my ends
No time to meet up with friends
No time to huddle up
I'm finna bubble up in a Benz
These niggas wanna set me up
I'm steady setting the trend
I might can give your ass a dollar
But that time I can't lend
Cus once a nigga give that time away
Can't get it again
All glory be to God
Use me as a vessel
Speak through me
100 Gone

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