Repeat It (feat. Gunna)
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Repeat It (feat. Gunna)
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I'm in the field, we goin' up
Told 'em to cut all the lights out
You want a problem? You better think about it
'Cause that come with a price now
Oh-oh, oh-oh (census, what you cookin'?)
Woah, oh-oh
I'm in New York, where it be cold
Look at my neck, 'cause it's iced out
I'm in the field, we goin' up (yeah)
Told 'em to cut all the lights out
You want a problem? You better think about it (oh-oh)
'Cause that come with a price now
I get her go, I don't think about it
I don't go with the hype style, yeah (yeah)
You want a problem? Lil' bitch, I ain't involved (involved)
Everything that we talked about still left unresolved (unresolved)
Baby, you were just a one player, that's how I recall it (recall)
If I look through these Cartiers frames, I don't even see love (oh)
Stayin' up, I get no rest, rest, rest, rest (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Don't gotta sleep, yeah
Fuckin' with bitches, the best, best, best, best
Shawty conceited (woah)
Fuck with the gang and you dead, dead, dead, dead
You should've seen this (woah, woah)
Put some dollars on your head, head, head, head
Then I repeat it
Diamonds wet, everywhere I go my diamonds cold, yeah (yeah)
Line 'em up, we could turn 'em into dominoes, yeah (yeah)
Ride in the Benz, drop the top, and now my head in the way, yeah (woah)
She at it again, I'm at it again, we at it again
Real shooters, they gon' do what it takes
Ski mask, they ain't showin' the face
No face-time, it might come with a case
Got no time, makin' minimum wage
Goin' hard, you see me out of state
Took her home, and now she want to stay
Said she mine for tonight, that's okay
We at it again, we at it again
I'm in New York, where it be cold
Look at my neck, 'cause it's iced out
I'm in the field, we goin' up (yeah)
Told 'em to cut all the lights out
You want a problem? You better think about it (oh-oh)
'Cause that come with a price now
I get her go, I don't think about it
I don't go with the hype style, yeah (yeah)
You want a problem? Lil' bitch, I ain't involved (involved)
Everything that we talked about still left unresolved (unresolved)
Baby, you were just a one player, that's how I recall it (recall)
If I look through these Cartiers frames, I don't even see love (oh)
Stayin' up, I get no rest, rest, rest, rest (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Don't gotta sleep, yeah
Fuckin' with bitches, the best, best, best, best
Shawty conceited (woah)
Fuck with the gang and you dead, dead, dead, dead
You should've seen this (woah, woah)
Put some dollars on your head, head, head, head
Then I repeat it
Still eating, I can’t even spell drought
It’s been a long time, I swear to God I can remember we sleep in the trap house
We shop in New York, we shop in Miami, in Vegas we gamble and cash out
These rappers play tough, but we always ready and don’t really see what the cap 'bout
Put some money on your head, head, head, head, I feel heartless
Flex on 'em with the Rolex on a snow bitch (oh my God)
Tell promoters send the check and the jet, yeah I don't bargain
Gunna taught you how to dress, nigga say less, dripping the hardest
I'm in New York, where it be cold
Look at my neck, 'cause it's iced out
I'm in the field, we goin' up (yeah)
Told 'em to cut all the lights out
You want a problem? You better think about it (oh-oh)
'Cause that come with a price now
I get her go, I don't think about it
I don't go with the hype style, yeah (yeah)
You want a problem? Lil' bitch, I ain't involved (involved)
Everything that we talked about still left unresolved (unresolved)
Baby, you were just a one player, that's how I recall it (recall)
If I look through these cartiers frames, I don't even see love (oh)
Stayin' up, I get no rest, rest, rest, rest (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Don't gotta sleep, yeah
Fuckin' with bitches, the best, best, best, best
Shawty conceited (woah)
Fuck with the gang and you dead, dead, dead, dead
You should've seen this (woah, woah)
Put some dollars on your head, head, head, head
Then I repeat it
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