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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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