
On Repeat Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
Getting close with your bitch, you ain't even know it
She got bad influence from her friends
I need a better bitch I'll take her off your hands
Cause you ain't even know she don't want you like that
Fuck it, know I gotta get this money in advance
And I know you hate the way I'm moving way too fast (hate the way I'm moving)
Got me staying silent, I don't wanna interact
Got me thinking bout it and I know you feeling that (yeah)
Tell you I don't want the same, give me some I never had
You don't wanna change, you gon always want me back
Bitch I'm getting busy, can't pick up the phone no more
Bitch I started listening, my money on the floor (woah, woah)
Yeah, I wanna call you bae so can we get on the same page
Please don't get me thinking why you not gon think the same
Get fired like a gun, bitch we at the shooting range
Hop out and I run, I don't ever stop going
I can't stop my problems even with the damn money (yeah)
I fuck with you once, I'm cuffing that if she unique
Turning off my shuffle, Ima put you on repeat
You get high for fun, always running out of weed
And she got a bad influence from her friends
I don't wanna cut this bitch off but I need my bands
I stay smoking on that grass, I'm smoking on the lands (smoking on that yeah)
I'm stepping inside, you smell the weed off my hands
You can't see what I see, needa switch up on your lens
My bitch getting nerdy, rocking designer prescription (woah, woah)
Yeah, she got used to Audi but she wanna get used to Benz
Sorry we not sorry when we started chasing racks (started chasing racks)
Tell you I don't want the same, give me some I never had (some I never had)
You don't wanna change, you gon always want me back
Bitch I'm getting busy, can't pick up the phone no more
Bitch I started listening, my money on the floor (woah, woah)
Yeah, I wanna call you bae so can we get on the same page
Please don't get me thinking why you not gon think the same
Get fired like a gun, bitch we at the shooting range
Hop out and I run, I don't ever stop going
I can't stop my problems even with the damn money (yeah)
I fuck with you once, I'm cuffing that if she unique
Turning off my shuffle, Ima put you on repeat
You get high for fun, always running out of weed
(And she got a bad influence from her friends)
(I don't wanna cut this bitch off but I need my bands)
(I stay smoking on that grass, I'm smoking on the lands)
(I'm stepping inside, you smell the weed off my hands)
(You can't see what I see, needa switch up on your lens)
(My bitch getting nerdy, rocking designer prescription)
(Yeah, she got used to Audi but she wanna get used to Benz)
(Sorry we not sorry when we started chasing racks)