Intro)
Yeah, Good Luck Forever
You know this the type of shit niggas on now
(Good Luck Bizzy!)


(Chorus)
Come again, come again, come again , come again
Young rich nigga in a Cullinan
I don’t need love I need a hundred M's

Come again, come again, come again , come again
I know she jus wants to be in love again
Looking for somebody but I wasn’t him

Aye
Fuck bitches get money that’s jus how I feel
Hit me when u drunk but please don’t call me in your feels
I’m in love, wit getting money
Tryna touch a milll
Can’t ease up I got the gang depending on me
Still

(Verse 1)
First time I flew her to the city , I had shit going on
Couldn’t really make no time for her
Still made the driver wait around for her,
Hundreds, in the envelope brown for her,
She could never say I wasn’t down her
All her girls in the chat saying he the one
Yeah I prob been consistent this whole winter
But ima probably missing when the heat is on
Yeah
Come again
Come again
Come again
Might pop a pill for the rush again
I got her hopes up but
I don’t my heart works the same
Bitch did me dirty I was shamed
Moneys only thing that keep me sane
Way too many Porshes to obtain
And even though I tennis balled the chain
I ain’t going back and forth wit no bitch
I won’t tell you why I do this dope shit
Only trust the ones I kept the closest
Sent her Christians She said
They was too tight
Took em back to switch me up for the right
I forgot I had them
Shits in the trunk and I gave em
And I gave em to a girl I met the next night

(Chorus)

(Skit)