Lyrics Yo Gotti – Again

Lunchmoney Lewis:
I fucked the club up again
Ran up a check up again
Me and my niggas again

Yo Gotti:
I ran the check up again
I fucked the bitch and her friend
Yeah, we had a three-some and I asked her
«Can we do that shit again-gain-gain?»
It’s DJ Khaled inspired, all I do is win, win, win
Matching rollies, matching ghosts
Me and my bitch like twin, twin, twins
Just got another, still got the other one
Yeah, I like to roll so much, went and got my brother one
I fucked up the club again
Ran over my plug again
Violated parole, so I’m on the run

Lunchmoney Lewis:
I fucked the club up again
Ran up a check up again
Me and my niggas again
Again-gain-gain
Whippin’ them foreign again
Pouring that ?
again
Fucking these bitches again
Again-gain-gain
Again-gain-gain
These niggas hating again
Again-gain-gain
I fucked the club up again
Me and my niggas again
We ran up the check up again
Again-gain-gain

Yo Gotti:
Chat with identical twins
Hundred grand tag team
Make sure it’s all there
Then count that shit again
Can’t you flow with new paper?
Social gangstas, new haters
Ain’t with the nonsense
So fuck out my comments
I’m in that ‘Rari again
Just made a deposit again
I ain’t fucking with the banks
Bank in the closet again
I’m banging the closet again
My jailor the target again
?
Aw man, I’m a swag addict

Lunchmoney Lewis:
I fucked the club up again
Ran up a check up again
Me and my niggas again
Again-gain-gain
Whippin’ them foreign again
Pouring that ?
again
Fucking these bitches again
Again-gain-gain
Again-gain-gain
These niggas hating again
Again-gain-gain
I fucked the club up again
Me and my niggas again
We ran up the check up again
Again-gain-gain

Again
Again
Again
Again
Skrrt
Again
Again-gain-gain
These niggas hating again
Again-gain-gain
I fucked the club up again
Me and my niggas again
We ran up the check up again
Again-gain-gain