Repeat It

Lil Tecca

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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

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    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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    Composición: Gunna, Taz Taylor, Lil Tecca, Nico Baran y Census

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