Here We Go Again

Hey, Blake
It's grandma
I gotta go to work
Get your room done
Take the trash out
Oh, leave that money on the counter
Alright, bye

Ye-yeah
Here we go again
Uh-oh, here we go again
Here we go again
Here we go again
Here we go again
Yeah, yeah
(Yung Pinch in this ho)

Uh-oh, here we go again
Got home passed out in my clothes again
Woke up feeling chose again
Got 20 missed calls on my phone again
Here we go again
Here we go again
Yeah

Like dope boys, I'm gon' cash out
Hit my girl back then smash out
I'm the one that they ask 'bout
Yeah, I'm the on that they bad mouth
Look
What you know about getting packs out
Prolly living at your dad's house
Got a black card you gone max-out
I'm rockstar, no Smash Mouth
Get my game on
They so mad now
Gold chain on, gold fang on
They so sad now
Man, fuck it
I ain't worried 'bout nothing
I got problems of my own
Granny working 12-hour shifts and she still asking me for loans
Look
I don't know how I did 'em wrong
All I know is I'm in my zone
All I know is I'm doing good
And I ain't really tryna get along
Yeah, it's 2 A.M. I'm just getting home
Was at the studio just did this song
It's usual for these kids to hate
But you can't listen what these bitches say
Yeah
Heard they hate my guts
I already know
Never gave a fuck
I ain't no fuckin ho
Sold my Versace chain
Oh-so long ago
Keep mentioning my name
It's good for my soul

Uh-oh, here we go again
Here we go again
Uh-oh, here we go again
Here we go again
Uh-oh, here we go again
Got home passed out in my clothes again
Woke up feeling chose again
Got 20 missed calls on my phone again
Yeah
Here we go again
Yeah
Here we go again
Uh-oh, here we go again
Got home passed out in my clothes again
Woke up feeling chose again
Got 20 missed calls on my phone again

Yeah
Shout out all my friends
I love all my friends
You ain't got no friends
Them boys just pretend
My boys off that Hen'
Brothers 'til the end
Yeah

Look, I don't know who ain't told your fam', but
I gotta 150 ways to expose you and
We out here ten toes again
Tryna make a little money off them shows again
Got your bitch front row again
Got your sis front row again
They still hate my guts
I already know
Never gave a fuck
I gotta let it go
Pinch coming up
They still feeling low
Juice county in my cup
The city put me on

Uh-oh, here we go again
Here we go again
Uh-oh, here we go again
Here we go again
Uh-oh, here we go again
Got home passed out in my clothes again
Woke up feeling chose again
Got 20 missed calls on my phone again
(Ye-yeah) Yeah
Here we go again
Here we go again
Here we go again
Uh-oh, here we go again
Got home passed out in my clothes again
Woke up feeling chose again
Got 20 missed calls on my phone again
Yeah
Here we go again
Here we go again