Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Lil Tecca
Chant
Lil Uzi Vert
Chant
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Roc-Jonas Balhoud
Paroles/Composition
Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe
Paroles/Composition
Symere Woods
Paroles/Composition
Rodrequez Yancy
Paroles/Composition
Brandon Brown
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
C4 Bombs
Production
TXBITHETEENVGER
Production
B Rackz
Production
Alex Tumay
Ingénierie de mixage
Joseph Colmenero
Ingénierie
Chris Gehringer
Ingénierie de mastérisation
Joe Grasso
Ingénierie de mixage immersif
Paroles
[Verse 1]
Yeah, she know that I count all the racks
Yeah, she know that I'll make it right back
I feel like it's Fortnite, I just gotta 'tac
I did it again, man, I just got a pack, yeah
Shawty, look in her eyes, and she off a Molly
Ten bands for the fit, now they tryna rob me
That shawty, she Spanish, she callin' me Papi
[Verse 2]
Walked in the scene, took your bitch, prolly
And I just fucked your hoe, prolly
Tony Montana Tecca, you can't stop me
Bitch, I'm designer, call me Tec Romani
I just seen the Feds, lay low
I got them bullets, halo
She wanna come fuck, she won't say no
If you want a feature, come and pay though
[Verse 3]
I want the money, the pay roll
Don't say you real if you fake though
She say that I'm hot like the flame, oh
Don't try to fuck with me if you ain't stayin', no
'Cause **** they ain't real, yeah, hoes ain't real
I got so much fake love, ****, I can't feel, yeah
**** be sponsored by Carnegie
'Cause they rockin' all steel
****, they can't even bother me
Because you ain't payin' my bills
That shawty gon' fuck, she gon' swallow me
I got money, that bitch, now she all on me
Said my money tall, yeah, it's tall as me
Anti-social, so please do not talk to me
[Verse 4]
Yeah, she know that I count all the racks
Yeah, she know that I'll make it right back
I feel like it's Fortnite, I just gotta 'tac
I did it again, man, I just got a pack, yeah
Shawty, look in her eyes, and she off a Molly
Ten bands for the fit, now they tryna rob me
That shawty, she Spanish, she callin' me Papi
[Verse 5]
Walked in the scene, took your bitch, prolly
And I just fucked your hoe, prolly
Tony Montana Tecca, you can't stop me
Bitch, I'm designer, call me Tec Romani
I just seen the Feds, lay low
I got them bullets, halo
She wanna come fuck, she won't say no
If you want a feature, come and pay though
[Verse 6]
Let's go
I just wet my wrist
I don't love nobody but my bitch
I still take care of my side chick
She suckin' it up, take your time with it
Big diamond stone on my fist
I stay with thirty in my clip
Lookin' for me, but won't find shit
Money on me while I buy shit
My girl likin' girls on that bi shit
She said that my weakness was kindness
Got tats on my body, my eye lids
A hundred thousand dollar, my fit
I'm high as fuck but don't do lines, bitch
One of one, Virgil designed this
My archive not consignment
She suckin' good, I might sign this
[Verse 7]
Yeah, she know that I count all the racks
Yeah, she know that I'll make it right back
I feel like it's Fortnite, I just gotta 'tac
I did it again, man, I just got a pack, yeah
Shawty, look in her eyes, and she off a Molly
Ten bands for the fit, now they tryna rob me
That shawty, she Spanish, she callin' me Papi
[Verse 8]
Walked in the scene, took your bitch, prolly
And I just fucked your hoe, prolly
Tony Montana Tecca, you can't stop me
Bitch, I'm designer, call me Tec Romani
I just seen the Feds, lay low
I got them bullets, halo
She wanna come fuck, she won't say no
If you want a feature, come and pay though
Written by: Roc-Jonas Balhoud, Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe, Symere Woods, Rodrequez Yancy, Brandon Brown
