A$AP Twelvyy - Again lyrics

[Intro: Harry Fraud] La Musica De Harry Fraud [Verse 1: A$AP Twelvyy] I've been running through these borderlines Pa**port like the Nordstrom Line, it's all tagged up Young n***a with a 45 Now the whole hood horrified we all masked up Has them n***as seen a poltergeist? Hey, crack n***a, roll the dice, get the cash up Me and lou banga riding in the Porsche Smoking on gas so you know that b**h ga**ed up I've been speeding on the Autobahn Can't talk, need to to call a car Better call Tyrone cause a young n***a off of y'all Slow down like Lord Jamar Yeah, yeah, with the northern star Wiling out with an open charge f** around and have court tomorrow But I better get off them all 'Nough time to watch Oprah, y'all And I'm young, black and focused, dawg [Hook: A$AP Twelvyy] Yeah, I tell them n***as I don't f** with them, damn I tell them losers that I love to win, sh** I hope these b**hes let me f** again f** around and f** a friend, they're like "what's up?" again Yeah, I tell them n***as I don't f** with them, yeah I tell them losers that I love to win, yeah I hope these b**hes let me f** again f** around and f** a friend, they're like "what's up?" again [Verse 2: A$AP Ant] Popped up on the scene like an airplane White b**h model sniff c**aine Getting pictures like I'm Pootie Tang Feel like king when you hit the Mustang Yelling out the window, "Money in the thing" b**hes knees to the ground when they're in the thing From Baltimore where you hear the shots ring Soon as you get caught, n***as gonna say Shied out, catch [?] let your brain say Like Steph Curry with the bills in the lane 'Bout to get a triple double with you f** n***as At the Mossberg [?] quicker Gotta tell the world, gotta get more richer Like Roger Clemens, but I'm no picture Pouring up lean, don't do f**ing liquor I'll f** that b**h, I don't f**ing miss her [Hook: A$AP Twelvyy] Yeah, I tell them n***as I don't f** with them, damn I tell them losers that I love to win, sh** I hope these b**hes let me f** again f** around and f** a friend, they're like "what's up?" again Yeah, I tell them n***as I don't f** with them, yeah I tell them losers that I love to win, yeah I hope these b**hes let me f** again f** around and f** a friend, they're like "what's up?" again