Will Ryte - Again Lyrics

I'm in my bag again, Oh
Why you so mad again?, woah
You moving fake like a mannequin, yeah
That shit just give me adrenaline, woah
I'm in my bag again
Why you so mad again?
You moving fake like a mannequin
That shit just give me adrenaline
Cut 'em off, can't let 'em in
Smoking on my medicine
Take you places you never been
Private jet like the President
I'm in my bag again
Why you so mad again?
You moving fake like a mannequin
That shit just give me adrenaline
Cut 'em off, can't let 'em in
Smoking on my medicine
Take you places you never been
Private jet like the President
Now I'm living presidential
It don't judge me the paper and pencil
My information confidential
Better show me your credentials
Ballin out when I'm up in the venue
Told my bitch anything on the menu
Old bitch blowing my phone, why I left you
Got me wishing that I never met you
When I need 'em they all going silent
Only couple of homies I ride with
And for you girl I cut off my side bitch
Fuck your ex I know he got violent
I'm up next so you gon' be smiling
I had to grind and put time in
We gon' be living the finest
Cover your wrist full of diamonds
I'm in my bag again
Why you so mad again?
You moving fake like a mannequin
That shit just give me adrenaline
Cut 'em off, can't let 'em in
Smoking on my medicine
Take you places you never been
Private jet like the President
I'm in my bag again
Why you so mad again?
You moving fake like a mannequin
That shit just give me adrenaline
Cut 'em off, can't let 'em in
Smoking on my medicine
Take you places you never been
Private jet like the President

I'm in my bag again, Oh
Why you so mad again?, woah
You moving fake like a mannequin, yeah
That shit just give me adrenaline, woah
I'm in my bag again
Why you so mad again?
You moving fake like a mannequin
That shit just give me adrenaline
Cut 'em off, can't let 'em in
Smoking on my medicine
Take you places you never been
Private jet like the President
I'm in my bag again
Why you so mad again?
You moving fake like a mannequin
That shit just give me adrenaline
Cut 'em off, can't let 'em in
Smoking on my medicine
Take you places you never been
Private jet like the President
Now I'm living presidential
It don't judge me the paper and pencil
My information confidential
Better show me your credentials
Ballin out when I'm up in the venue
Told my bitch anything on the menu
Old bitch blowing my phone, why I left you
Got me wishing that I never met you
When I need 'em they all going silent
Only couple of homies I ride with
And for you girl I cut off my side bitch
Fuck your ex I know he got violent
I'm up next so you gon' be smiling
I had to grind and put time in
We gon' be living the finest
Cover your wrist full of diamonds
I'm in my bag again
Why you so mad again?
You moving fake like a mannequin
That shit just give me adrenaline
Cut 'em off, can't let 'em in
Smoking on my medicine
Take you places you never been
Private jet like the President
I'm in my bag again
Why you so mad again?
You moving fake like a mannequin
That shit just give me adrenaline
Cut 'em off, can't let 'em in
Smoking on my medicine
Take you places you never been
Private jet like the President