"Repeat" lyrics
"Repeat"
(CG Real GOAT, boy)
Boom!
(I Mix Nation for real)
When this shit play out your motherfuckin' radio you gon' put this on repeat
My first 20 thousand, put it on crip, I want it 'bout girls no VVs
Ribbons and violets, we on the news the first time you see me on TV
I told my lil' brother, "You know I don't drink
But you gotta keep forties wherever I'm at"
I'ma keep going 'til I get a million, I put it on LinkedIn, I cannot relax
Rabid don't work then I'm going to Philly
The men with the blood they give me some packs
Lay low and save the fizz, all the way got me takin' meds
If you play with the gang you're dead, Draco will take your head
Get on my knees and I pray to God 'cause I got a problem with violence
Drop on the opps, we shake to lose 'em, really be thinkin' 'bout slidin'
I post a video in the studio workin' but I write this, stand me some profit
The trap in me can't stop it, I'm goin' straight to the top
I'm tryna get rich, no rider, I got a pack comin' in, no Friday
Real hard nigga on the street like Broadway
In the Lambo with the heat beside me
I can move ten bags of weed that's probably
Real quick on my feet like Olly
Walk in the club, don't need no wristband, can't search me, don't need no ID
We in the streets for real, he wanna squash but no deal
Innocent man in the drive-by, all in the way that's roadkill
I'm in the hood smokin' zaza, Cary Bate and O'Neill
We don't pop no percs but I just hope he get a pill
Get it all over my shirt one night, run down all over with the steel
This my house like someone could feel
These niggas eye like a dollar bill
Eyes on me but I can't chill
In my hood we so drole
Meet the blood, you sign a deal
High speed chains, runnin' from the narcs
Slayin' the car
When this shit play out your motherfuckin' radio you gon' put this on repeat
My first 20 thousand, put it on crip, I want it 'bout girls no VVs
Ribbons and violets, we on the news the first time you see me on TV
I told my lil' brother, "You know I don't drink
But you gotta keep forties wherever I'm at"
I'ma keep going 'til I get a million, I put it on LinkedIn, I cannot relax
Rabid don't work then I'm going to Philly
The men with the blood they give me some packs
Lay low and save the fizz, all the way got me takin' meds
If you play with the gang you're dead, Draco will take your head
- AZLyrics
- T
- Trap Dickey Lyrics
album:
"Trap Or Die" (2022)
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