Once Again lyrics - Quality Control & Lil Yachty (feat. Tee Grizzley)

 [Lil Yachty & Tee Grizzley:]

Yeah, aight, bitch

What's up with that motherfucking mouth?

Oh God, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy

Helluva made the beat baby


[Lil Yachty:]

Usually do a white bitch with a slatt one

Got a bad bitch with a fat one

She like bitches more than me so on Fridays, we do captions

Like Uzi's, not Madsen's

She like Mac Dre, I like Andre

I'ma ball hard like DeAndre

Get a paycheck like Beyoncé

Not tryna be your fiancé

My sister's boyfriend light skinned, his name Keyence

Told him if he hurt her, I'ma hurt him on my papa (So pops)

Pull up to his mama house with the big choppa (Grrrr)


[Tee Grizzley:]

Ayy, forty racks will put that jet in the air

I'm like fuck it, let me pull up on the slaps 'cause I'm here

Put that on my daddy grave, ain't no man that I fear

I ain't talking shit, when I say, "Clap at this here"

Niggas showing extra colors, get my clorox

Your favorite rapper chain, know he's in an out the projects (Fuck that)

Make a nigga bitch do some pork chops

I used to hear shots, now I ain't got to keep my doors locked

With they baby mama only time they acting tough

We heard I had a shootout, ain't nobody dying, wasn't us

Say whatever you want about the Glock 9's

Even if it's slippery, can't let the opps slide


[Lil Yachty:]

Had a foreign, yeah, the shit with the frog eyes

Bad bitch, on the neck, she be dark eyes

I'm a dog ass bitch like some left focals

And a big white house, call that Chef Oval

Broke whip a Range Rover, uh

Built like a lick to say the least

Fifty thousand like a fleece

Blue and red like police

Got a bad bitch with a tint Rose, sun down

Nigga hot, a nigga 8 ball, playstation

Pull up to the sock, fuck his mama in her back

Bend her over, hold her mouth

Told her, "Take it like a real bitch"

Then she went south, sucking dick like a pro

Swallow mouth like a taste tester on a Go Pro


[Tee Grizzley:]

On a Go Pro, bitch, want the crib?

Fuck the bank 'cause I don't want to know (Where your cash?)

Yachty still got the money from that one in horse (That's some M's)

Hellcat, red key, that's the mini horses (Uh)

In the club with all Franklins, going Georgia's

Walking through the airport, hoping they don't call the dogs

Got more frost than a bitch, I'm just hoping that I thaw

I'm beefing with your mans, we go 50, take his head off

Bankrolls so fucking sloppy I can't spread it raw

Wait, who that creeping in the car, the windows down (Who's that?)

That might be bro, he's supposed to pull up with some loud (All good)

They started shooting 'till those kids go in the house

They heard the AR, make the niggas turn to rubble


[Lil Uzi Vert:]

Fuck his bitch in a pretty ass night gown

She get drunk off of Titos, believe that

Fuck that bitch from the back, grab her weed tracks

Why these bitches want both? Mind your beeswax

Make your bitch take my kids, they like deep facts

Put a crease in her butt like some water slacks

Pussy wet, got me feeling like a merman

AI, AK's like the Taliban

Tell the fried niggas getting money like the Wheel of Fortune

Used to ride a wild couple cars with no AC unit

She was really scorching so my wrist tell my ace to do it

Teeth with the porches, not just better than some old MILF


[Tee Grizzley:]

Niggas talkin' about what they 'bout to do, ayy

Boy we already in motion (We already in motion)

Fuck with us, you crack that metal though

We aim it at abdominals, ayy (We aim at your body)

Try me if you feeling heroic, I'm strapped like a Trojan

You know I ain't spread shit, when I shrinking on Rollies

He say Grizzley, you don't fuck with me, get out your emotions

What did I tell you fool, before we really go to this shit, we'd spoken, nigga

Now our prices is the lowest

Ayy, but the show prices the highest

I found out the hard way that my heart probably the darkest

Bitch but her ice probably the brightest, nigga

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