Again - Intellectual

[Hook: Koshi & Loser]

Think I’m in france

All of this bread in my hands, Burberry pants

I need a crib in Japan, she got a mans

How come she back here again, ya

Aye, how come she back here again ya, woah, aye

Now she hit my phone like every week

Sayin’ shit like, “Loser can we link?”

She just wanna fuck me cause I sing

Best believe that bitch won’t get a ring

[Verse: Koshi & Loser]

I got the cash I need some more

I’m in Japan with ya ho

I might just beat down ya door

Ball like a pro I got 80, D. Rose ya

You keep a stick

It don’t matter cause I’m keepin yo bitch

(It don’t matter cause I’m, aye yuh)

Look at the fit

Look like I’m hittin’ them licks

I wanna fly like bat

Passing around like I’m Dak

Loser always on attack

Meanwhile you stuck on the map

I be gettin to the cash, you be gettin to it last

I got hella friends, they all dead in my pocket

Lincoln, Grant, and Franklin in the cut I got options

Brothers gon be stars goin’ far like the comets

Cold star, like guitars we be rockin’

All night with my brother we just ride around the city ya

I don’t fuck with 20’s bitch I need 100’s and 50’s ya

She said, “let’s go see a movie”

I said bitch this ain’t the 50’s ya

When I do this music shit big I won’t take you with me ya

You ain’t what you claim

Bitch you ain’t part of the gang

High like a plane

But I ain’t smoking on dank

Too many chains

Ain’t even pay

I need bank

What did she think?

That she could stay

Now you can’t hang ya

Ya, no you can’t hang, ya