lirik lagu replay (remix) – ilyvisions
bl**dy face, bl**dy torso, i ain’t punctual
but i forward slash, thru his colon, like i punch a wall
paint his picture wit his blood spray
drag him down like ak
you can’t seem to stay on track, so we keep this on replay
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(woah)
finna keep this sh*t on replay
locked and loaded i feel like a vhs
we don’t got no time for you, f*ck all that stress
b*tch we show up at your doorstep, at your address
p*ssy talkin sh*t i hit him wit a .725
talkin tough until he realize that my choppa never lie
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thought you would’ve seen us drop dead, we say f*ck nah
kap*40 pointed at your head, you out of luck now
yeah, keep on talking sh*t and we gon get to blasting
sick of talking tough with all y’all p*ssies, sick of rapping
who the f*ck you talking to?
like i haven’t seen you in my plays, what you tryna do?
i ain’t really bothered if i’m not the one to f*cking lose
wtf you tryna prove?
(woah x2)
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yeah racks coming in
racks coming in
now they tryna be my friend
huh, you is not my friend
didn’t learn his lesson me & visions spinning back again
and i feel like im lothric hit you wit the acog
these p*ssies do the most man they really made a hate blog (f*ckransom.com)
spend all that time hating, you should work on weight loss
f*ck all your stripes, bro im going for the 8 ball
(woah x2)
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(woah)
finna keep this sh*t on replay
locked and loaded i feel like a vhs
we don’t got no time for you, f*ck all that stress
b*tch we show up at your doorstep, at your address
p*ssy talkin sh*t i hit him wit a .725
talkin tough until he realize that my choppa never lie
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i got a rytec put it to your face if you dont talk
fight back
b*tch i’m with the crew i’m wit the squad
yo b*tch like that
they can’t find his body in the shot
because i sniped that
yeah, told that p*ssy smile and i sent bullets at his face
he was talking h*lla sh*t until i spun around his place
like the taliban, b*tch we walk around wit 40 k’s
heard that you was rich, p*ssy go open the safe
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get your racks up
broke ass bum
don’t gotta worry cause i know they show me love
this choppa hit him now he tweakin like a bug
got him walkin like a slug
we got metal slugs
n*ggas think i’m playin when i say i do my best
and i’m tweakin of these drugs so i can’t be stressed
yuh, and i’m always right b*tch i can’t be left
heard you talkin on the gang you gon end up dead
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yeah you is not my friend, you an enemy
takin out the glock, now he curlin like a centipede
115 on my gun it gleams
rpg wit a beam
duckin all of your heads, i dropped a nuke on your team
i’m sippin act, i’m sippin wock
i pull it out, we never stop
i got the mag, i got the stock
the choppa spinnin up his block
lookin down the reflex it’s at his head
we leave him dead
filled with lead
leave a crater in his chest
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racks coming in, finna cop a new benz oh
f*ck the other side, i don’t gotta play pretend hoe
lately all i’ve been about is counting benjamins
don’t say that we bros, we not cool, we not friends bro
b*tch we shooting out the whip and i’m aiming at his head top
feel like call of duty, hit a p*ssy with a headshot
don’t try to make me look like the bad guy
got a g*19, and i’m finna make that boy go bedtime
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walk up in that b*tch and i might a couple bands
fly to cali, call up rans0m, and we shootin at your mans
p*ssy said he wanna feature pay that money in advance
cause i ain’t hoppin on that sh*t unless you meetin my demands
talkin sh*t, but got my songs on replay, boy you is a fan
chop his body into parts and throw that p*ssy in a van
cause i don’t really give a f*ck, i make my money do my dance
me and visions, b*tch we takin over, it has just began
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lil bro walked out wit the choppa hold the .22
he try to f*ck wit me and visions, on some sh*t might f*ck round shoot you
got a lil muscle headed thot just like she mewtwo
my lil brother watchin pantie hauls on youtube
these lil boys be broker then a b*tch
bro got the glocky wit a switch (fa fa fa)
way too high off of that pack, b*tch i’m smoking zaza
that b*tch love get on the d*ck, way she call me papa
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(woah)
finna keep this sh*t on replay
locked and loaded i feel like a vhs
we don’t got no time for you, f*ck all that stress
b*tch we show up at your doorstep, at your address
p*ssy talkin sh*t i hit him wit a .725
talkin tough until he realize that my choppa never lie
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