again

(Murda on the beat, so it's not nice)

Damn, what a shame how you fumbled me

New fake accounts to keep up on me

Seeing your standards, all I need to know

Seeing your standards, I kept you too close

Mad girl thing, way I step on the scene, got my city behind

Miniskirt on, tittie them small, how I look so nice?

I murder things, this a Murda beat, so I'm killing 'em twice

And I'm having my way, cocky thing, I'ma take what's mine

You don't know, two pigtails, yeah, I did it again

Dropped bare chat on the man them head, I'ma do it again

Fumbled me, he ain't really want me way back when

Now it's long blue text, left on seen, don't send it again

Damn, what a shame how you fumbled me

New fake accounts to keep up on me

Seeing your standards, all I need to know

Seeing your standards, I kept you too close

I did it again

I did it— I did it again

I did it again

Again

You don't know, two pigtails, yeah, I did it again

Dropped bare chat on the man them head, I'ma do it again

Fumbled me, he ain't really want me way back when

Now it's long blue text, left on seen, don't send it again

Damn, what a shame how you fumbled me

New fake accounts to keep up on me

Seeing your standards, all I need to know

Seeing your standards, I kept you too close

Don't you come back

Don't you come back

Don't you dare, don't you dare

Don't you come back

Don't you come back

Don't you dare, don't you dare

Damn, what a shame how you fumbled me

New fake accounts to keep up on me

Seeing your standards, all I need to know

Seeing your standards, I kept—