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COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Justin Mitchell
Justin Mitchell
Songwriter

歌詞

That bitch like, tech what you doin' Sorry, lil' bitch, yeah, I'm late
I'm doin' math cause I pour me a 8 and I roll up an 8th
You give me face ain't no dates
My bitch she gay so we straight
I use a bitch as a bait
Tech is the best **** it's no debate
Hop out go to the club and I fuck with up
That bitch a thot, she gon' suck it up
He wanna fight we can knuckle up
Wear the same tech for a week and I run it up
So much money on me, I can't sum it up
I know that bitch got a tummy tuck
Get in her stomach, I fuck it up
Diamonds dancing I told em to step it up
Thought it was ice cream, we smokin da sprinkles
She tryna mingle I think that she single
Choppa so loud made a fuck **** tinkle
Shoot from the side, gotta trust in my angle
All of the island **** should be thankful
I know these **** ungrateful
Cops on my ass, gotta run from the state troops
And it's free bro I can't be in them state boots
We carry tools like it's staples
Aim at ya center not talking no staples
I see my plug, Jesus, I said (hey zuess)
I gave her casa she thought it was Grey goose
Tech got so many flows
I think this shit is experience
**** keep talkin on Moure
So ****, I am not hearin' it
Please do not slip, or trip
Im the big blood like a period
I do not diss or trip
These lil' ****, boy, are you serious
My name is Tech and the tech on the fit
And I fuck onnat bih & she suck on the dick
Smokin' a zip and I'm higher then shit
And I feel like a bic cause a young **** lit
Put trust in no bitch, I cant think with my dick
I learned before that's how young **** slip
She get dismissed, she get the slip
Wait, come back, just walk in this slip
Shot in his leg walk with a limp
Smokin exotic high like a blimp
He say he high, yeah, I'm higher than him
I am the boss, so I'm firin' him
Come back, flex, retire again
I go to sleep, cause I'm tired of them
Stay tied, double O dissin but that **** hide
Is that **** high ?
It don't apply, so I'm lettin' it fly
You wanna die cause you diss on the guys
Run with SB **** I pick a side
I stay on timing you see in my eyes
Pull up, pull up the ski for disguise
Slide for his birthday, I told him surprise
Fly, I send him up to Allah
I stay on timing you see in my eyes
Pull up, pull up the ski for disguise
Slide for his birthday, I told him surprise
Fly, I send him up to Allah
That bitch like, tech what you doing
Sorry, lil' bitch, yeah, I'm late
I'm doin' math, cause I pour me a 8
When I roll up a 8th
You give me face ain't no dates
My bitch she gay so we straight
I use a bitch as a bait
Tech is the best, ****, it's no debate
That bitch like tech what you doin
Sorry, lil' bitch yeah, I'm late
I'm doin' math, cause I pour me a 8
When I roll up a 8th
You give me face aint no dates
My bitch she gay so we straight
I use a bitch as a bait
Tech is the best, ****, it's no debate
Written by: Justin Mitchell
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