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on repeat - zotiyac lyrics

[hook]
*shoot on repeat
put a switch on that b*tch it was free
hear a cl!ck in his wrist it was cheap
hear a cl!ck then u get your defeat
walk up back door like a creep
hit ’em all in his sh*t he can’t see
hit ’em all in his chest he can’t breathe
wanted clout now that b*tch on tv

[verse]
big stick at my house ain’t no mop
shotgun in the car like a cop
kel tec in the closet right now
know i’m capping that b*tch in the jacket
new fn know i’m finna go grab it
got a bl!ck i keep under the seat
keep that b*tch in my jeans like a key
like a sock gotta stay on my feet
got a glock but it shoot on repeat
got a glock but it shoot on repeat
hear a swish when i’m shootin from deep
put a switch on that b*tch it was free
hear a cl!ck in his wrist it was cheap
and he talking the same its some sh*t we don’t speak
i be p*ssing on opps then i sh*t on the beat
too cozy out with this pistol on me
[hook]
got a glock but it shoot on repeat
put a switch on that b*tch it was free
hear a cl!ck in his wrist it was cheap
hear a cl!ck then u get your defeat
walk up back door like a creep
hit ’em all in his sh*t he can’t see
hit ’em all in his chest he can’t breathe
wanted clout now that b*tch on tv

[verse 2]
these n*ggas could leave me alone but they choose to not do that * yeah n*ggas be talking bout h*ll but choose to go through that, n*gga can’t move yac with none of them stories talk all that sad sh*t
i done been through that
4*0 put the n*gga on front page, 4*5 put a n*gga on a lunch tray
d*e make me big like im andre, n*gga can’t tell me nothing like kanye
i have my hitta come through for the beef leave yo sh*t on a entree, tryna run get his strap but he too late
leave with 8 in his back like he monta
aye don’t give me the glock i be juiced up tweaking
got a call from a opp i forgot you was breathing
i was ot while you n*ggas was tweeting
po’d up a 3 and it f*cked up my meeting
n*gga got me now i gotta get even
im with 13 shots n*gga gotta get steven
them was 223s n*gga gotta be bleeding
by the time i start shooting that n*gga was just reaching *
by the time he start running i already got em
he tryna dodge bullets that already shot em
hop out the car he don’t think that i spot em
he tryna get off and im trailing behind em
used to be brothas this sh*t is ironic
he making a right think he going to his mama’s
i talk to god he don’t listen to me i ask em why he done took some my n*ggas from me, but i smoke and i sip for relief
pour a 4 of this tris in a tea, every verse gettin rid of the weak
and i hurt n*ggas feelings with speech
but im still getting money to speak
n*gga broke he shouldn’t listen to me
[hook]
got a glock but it shoot on repeat
put a switch on that b*tch it was free
hear a cl!ck in his wrist it was cheap
hear a cl!ck then u get your defeat
walk up back door like a creep
hit ’em all in his sh*t he can’t see
hit ’em all in his chest he can’t breathe
wanted clout now that b*tch on tv

- zotiyac lyrics

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