歌词
Nah, nah (Nope)
Nah, you don't get second chances
Nah, baby, you don't get second chances (Uh-uh)
Nah, ****, you don't get second chances (Hell nah)
Look, I'm doing good without you, not thinking about you
You had your chance, just to get up in my pants (One time)
Now it's fuck you and your friends, this is coming to an end
Went and popped a million Xans, he can barely stand
This is for my enemies, you gonna remember me (Of course)
Man, keep lurking, I'ma keep working, twerking
Popping bottles with the Brazilian models
Pockets look just like the lotto (Woah), smoking on that good Gelato
Brain freeze (Ha), can I be your main squeeze?
Flying higher than the trees, keep that **** on his knees (Always)
I can never fuck for free with all this jewelry on me (Rich)
Give me everything I need, bitch, I'm
Master P, they just full of jealousy
They don't compare to me, it's Baby T (Ha)
All the **** fuck with me (Everybody)
'Cause I'm from the city and I'm hella picky
I just wanna ride off with you in the Bentley (Swerve)
But you don't get second chances
Nah, baby, you don't get second chances
Oh nah, you don't get second chances
'Cause I'm hella fancy
This is for my trans (Trans) and my loyal fans
Go ahead and do that lil' dance (Go ahead), make 'em understand
Fuck them **** that ain't getting money, he's a chump, honey
Hiding paper, go back to your maker
I'm the back-breaker (Woah), Undertaker
Give you what you want (Nasty), show you how I live
Baby T young, but I'm not a kid (Not at all)
You know I'm the shit, they just constipated
I am underrated, you can watch me make it
Uh (Uh), yeah, but this ass, I'm gonna
Shake it (Shake it off, shake it off)
Yo, he all on me, but I'm taken, never faking (Never faking, bitch)
I'm cold, they call me snowflake
I keep a stack like wedding cakes (I'm high)
Cashing out, I'm at the bank, my
Brother rolling with that stank (Always)
Gas on E, so let me fill up my tank
I keep the gas on me, you know I'm higher than a plane (I'm high)
Yeah, I'm so insane
Thirty thousand in the air, bad bitch long hair
Do her splits up in the chair (Ooh), they
Know we popping everywhere (Everywhere, bitch)
They know I don't give a care (Nuh-uh)
And we can get it anywhere (Everywhere)
Now you silent, now you scared, hit 'em with that blank stare
I'm icy like a polar bear (Icy, icy), you see me running to the top
So make room on the stairs (Make room, ho)
Understand that the best to do it is over here
Why you fear? Why you tap me up?
Why you lie? Why you fuck me up?
Why you leave? Why you cut me up so deep? (Why, ****?)
And then you pulled off in your big truck
Ayo, baby, that's what's up
And you don't get second chances
But you really lucked up (You did), now I'm so fucked up
Written by: Tamon Farley


