On Repeat lyrics

[Chorus]
Shoot on repeat
Put a switch on that b*tch it was free
Hear a click in his wrist it was cheap
Hear a click then you 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
(HitEmUpDayzo)
Wanted clout now that b*tch on TV

[Verse 1]
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 blick 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
Heard a swish when I'm shootin' from deep
Put a switch on that b*tch it was free
Hear a click in his wrist it was cheap
And he talking the same it's 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
[Chorus]
Got a Glock, but it shoot on repeat
Put a switch on that b*tch it was free
Hear a click in his wrist it was cheap
Hear a click then you 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 Hell, 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 I'm 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
Ayy, 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
I'm 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 I'm 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 I'm still getting money to speak
n*gga broke he shouldn't listen to me
[Chorus]
Got a Glock, but it shoot on repeat
Put a switch on that b*tch it was free
Hear a click in his wrist it was cheap
Hear a click then you 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