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Repeat
by Smokepurpp
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(Get this motherfucking money, nigga)
Dope money, nigga, coke money, nigga
(Yeah) dope money, nigga (yeah)
Uh! Whoa, Kenny! (yeah)
I just bought this car, no renting (uh)
Five percent the windows tinted
F&N, the scope extended
Beat a bitch back, I got her screaming
Pop a Perc' 10, I feel like swimming (yeah)
I keep a tool in my hand like a dentist (uh)
Max on the dash, hell nah, I ain't finished (max on the)
I hit 200, then throw back the ceiling (uh huh)
Real butterfly doors, look at this Tesla (yeah)
Three hoes with me, God damn, I'm extra (yeah)
Sleep on the bitch like my middle name Dexter (uh)
The Maybach got 12s, I can hear myself better (uh)
Tick-tock, tick-tock, your shit fake (uh)
Got four APs, I'm still late (four)
They count me out, I still ate (bitch)
Blue cheese and ranch on my plate
Run through a bag every day of the week (yeah)
I spent your house on my motherfucking teeth (uh)
I just be popping my shit, on repeat (no pumpin')
I just be talking my shit, on repeat (talking my)
Run through a bag every day of the week (run through)
I spent your house on my motherfucking teeth (yeah)
I just be popping my shit, on repeat (uh)
I just be talking my shit, on repeat (uh huh)
I just be talking my shit (talk)
Two hoes, and they wanna suck dick (suck dick)
Blue hundreds, and my pockets turned crip (uh huh)
Like a MacBook, niggas get flipped (brip brip)
I just bought two packs then flipped them (yeah)
Diamonds dancing, look like Christmas (yeah)
Red beam on the Glock, won't miss 'em (brip)
(Skrt skrt) The coupe go missing (uh)
The birds, I sense 'em
I'm too sick, you can tell by the symptoms (bitch)
I don't wanna fuck, hoe, gimme that lipton
Sippin', still whip the pot in the kitchen
Still sippin' drank, yeah you know I relapsed (yeah)
She give me neck 'til I sleep and relax (yeah)
She getting mad 'cause I pull out her tracks (woah)
Flew that bitch here, then I flew that bitch back (yeah)
Run through a bag every day of the week (yeah)
I spent your house on my motherfucking teeth (uh)
I just be popping my shit, on repeat (no pumpin')
I just be talking my shit, on repeat (talking my)
Run through a bag every day of the week (run through)
I spent your house on my motherfucking teeth (yeah)
I just be popping my shit, on repeat (uh)
I just be talking my shit, on repeat (uh huh) (talk talk)
Yeah!
Uh! (I just be popping my shit, on repeat) (no pumpin')
(I just be talking my shit, on repeat) (talking my)
Yeah (I just be popping my shit, on repeat) (Uh!)
(I just be talking my shit, on repeat)
(Get this motherfucking money, nigga)
Dope money, nigga, coke money, nigga
(Yeah) dope money, nigga (yeah)
Uh! Whoa, Kenny! (yeah)
I just bought this car, no renting (uh)
Five percent the windows tinted
F&N, the scope extended
Beat a bitch back, I got her screaming
Pop a Perc' 10, I feel like swimming (yeah)
I keep a tool in my hand like a dentist (uh)
Max on the dash, hell nah, I ain't finished (max on the)
I hit 200, then throw back the ceiling (uh huh)
Real butterfly doors, look at this Tesla (yeah)
Three hoes with me, God damn, I'm extra (yeah)
Sleep on the bitch like my middle name Dexter (uh)
The Maybach got 12s, I can hear myself better (uh)
Tick-tock, tick-tock, your shit fake (uh)
Got four APs, I'm still late (four)
They count me out, I still ate (bitch)
Blue cheese and ranch on my plate
Run through a bag every day of the week (yeah)
I spent your house on my motherfucking teeth (uh)
I just be popping my shit, on repeat (no pumpin')
I just be talking my shit, on repeat (talking my)
Run through a bag every day of the week (run through)
I spent your house on my motherfucking teeth (yeah)
I just be popping my shit, on repeat (uh)
I just be talking my shit, on repeat (uh huh)
I just be talking my shit (talk)
Two hoes, and they wanna suck dick (suck dick)
Blue hundreds, and my pockets turned crip (uh huh)
Like a MacBook, niggas get flipped (brip brip)
I just bought two packs then flipped them (yeah)
Diamonds dancing, look like Christmas (yeah)
Red beam on the Glock, won't miss 'em (brip)
(Skrt skrt) The coupe go missing (uh)
The birds, I sense 'em
I'm too sick, you can tell by the symptoms (bitch)
I don't wanna fuck, hoe, gimme that lipton
Sippin', still whip the pot in the kitchen
Still sippin' drank, yeah you know I relapsed (yeah)
She give me neck 'til I sleep and relax (yeah)
She getting mad 'cause I pull out her tracks (woah)
Flew that bitch here, then I flew that bitch back (yeah)
Run through a bag every day of the week (yeah)
I spent your house on my motherfucking teeth (uh)
I just be popping my shit, on repeat (no pumpin')
I just be talking my shit, on repeat (talking my)
Run through a bag every day of the week (run through)
I spent your house on my motherfucking teeth (yeah)
I just be popping my shit, on repeat (uh)
I just be talking my shit, on repeat (uh huh) (talk talk)
Yeah!
Uh! (I just be popping my shit, on repeat) (no pumpin')
(I just be talking my shit, on repeat) (talking my)
Yeah (I just be popping my shit, on repeat) (Uh!)
(I just be talking my shit, on repeat)
