Ty Dolla Sign On Repeat Lyrics

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Hell yeah, the feelin' was good, I put that ho on repeat
Walk in the store with the bands, yeah, I'ma need the receipt (Oh)
Hell yeah, I'm smokin' that gas, premium 93 (Oh)
I'm swervin', I'm doin' the dash, yeah, we still in the league (Oh, yeah)

[Verse 1: Rich The Kid]
Might buy you a bust down, I just might take you to Greece
I put the bitch on fleek (Woo), I put the bitch on E

[Verse 2: Ty Dolla $ign]
I put the bitch on D's, I bought her new titties (Wee)
I put her wrist on freeze, top down, feelin' the breeze
[Verse 3: Rich The Kid]
Drown the bitch with the water-water
Murder scene likе Law & Order
Drive the Lam' likе a stolen Charger (Skrrt)
In the Rolls, used to ride the model

[Verse 4: Ty Dolla $ign]
These niggas my son, I'm their father (Yeah)
I spent a rack on a barber (Woah)
I get my weed from the farmer (Yeah)
I jumped in the Lambo', my Honda

[Verse 4: Rich The Kid]
Yeah
Paint on her face, Mona Lisa
Big dog, I don't smoke no shisha
My bitch bad, but she rollin' up reefer (Yeah)

[Verse 5: Ty Dolla $ign]
Bitch, I'm a thug, not a preacher
I charge you one-fifty a feature
I'm f*ckin' this foreign lil' eater She tryna extend her lil' Visa

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Hell yeah, the feelin' was good, I put that ho on repeat
Walk in the store with the bands, yeah, I'ma need the receipt (Oh)
Hell yeah, I'm smokin' that gas, premium 93 (Oh)
I'm swervin', I'm doin' the dash, yeah, we still in the league (Oh, yeah)
[Verse 6: Destroy Lonely & Ty Dolla $ign]
The vibe I'm showin' my ex lil' bitch, I'm geekin' up, I can't even function
Yeah, back on drank, I'm sorry, shawty, if I'm mad at ya
I been goin' brazy, sixty days in the 'yo, my dog, I'm trappin'
I been pushin' the Lambo', goin' one-twenty-four, I can't go backwards (S-shu-shu-shut up the dance)
I make the cash flip, don't use a spatula (Right now)
Yeah, I take a bad bitch, upgrade her attraction (Attraction, huh)

[Verse 7: Ty Dolla $ign]
Huh, I made a bag, backend, spendin' it faster, woah-woah-woah
Uh, all this cash, you ain't even gotta ask me, woo-woo-woo

[Chorus: Ty Dolla $ign]
Hell yeah, the feelin' was good, I put that ho on repeat
Walk in the store with the bands, yeah, I'ma need the receipt (Oh)
Hell yeah, I'm smokin' that gas, premium 93 (Oh)
I'm swervin', I'm doin' the dash, yeah, we still in the league (Oh, yeah)