Lil Tecca - Repeat It Ft. Gunna ...

(Lil Tecca)

I'm in the field, we goin' up

Tell 'em to cut all the lights out

We goin' up, we smokin' somethin'

(Census, what you cookin'?)

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?

 

(Lil TR3)

You Got A Problem That Even I Cant Solve

People Be Fighting Over Me At The Mall

They Want A Problem That People Can Solve

Me I Cant Lose But I Can Win

Im Not Winning For You Im Just Tryna Blow The Wind

We Popping The People On My Hood You Just Better Be The One In

We Out The Hood Riding In A Benz

 

 

Yeah, you want a problem?

Lil' bitch, I ain't involved

Everything that we talk 'bout still left unresolved

Baby, you was just the one playin', that's how I recall it

If I look through these Cartier 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 (best, best, best)

Shawty conceited (whoa)

Fuck with the gang and you dead, dead, dead, dead

You should've seen this (whoa, whoa)

Put some dollars on your head, head, head, head, then I repeat it (then I repeat it)

 

(Gunna)

Still eatin' I can't even spell drought (spell drought)

It's been a long time, I swear to God

I could remember when we sleep in the trap house (remember we sleep in the trap house)

We shop in New York, we shop in Miami (oh)

In Vegas, we gamble and cash out (cash out)

These rappers play tough, but we always ready

And don't really see what the cap 'bout (don't really see what the cap 'bout)

Put some money on your head, head, head, head, I feel heartless (I feel heartless)

Baguettes in the Rolex on this new bitch, oh my darlin' (oh my darlin')

Tell promoters send the check and the jet, yeah, I don't bargain (I don't bargain)

Gunna taught you how to dress, nigga, say less, drippin' out hardest

 

 

(Lil Tecca)

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

Told 'em to cut all the lights out

You want a problem?

You better think about it 'cause that come with a price now

I get a go, I do not think about it, I don't go with the hype style

Yeah, you want a problem?

Lil' bitch, I ain't involved

Everything that we talk 'bout still left unresolved

Baby, you was just the one playin', that's how I recall it

If I look through these Cartier 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 (best, best, best)

Shawty conceited (whoa)

Fuck with the gang and you dead, dead, dead, dead

You should've seen this (whoa, whoa)

Put some dollars on your head, head, head, head, then I repeat it