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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Tecca
Lil Tecca
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nicholas Mira
Nicholas Mira
Composer
Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe
Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe
Songwriter
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Terrance Armond
Terrance Armond
Assistant Recording Engineer
Edgard N. Herrera
Edgard N. Herrera
Mixing Engineer
Nick Mira
Nick Mira
Producer
Taz Taylor
Taz Taylor
Producer

Lyrics

Yeah (yeah), yeah (yeah) Yeah, Nick just passed me the beat, I'ma kill it Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah Internet Money, bitch (yeah), yeah When I'm gone Please don't tell me that you love and you miss a nigga Don't play my songs 'Cause when I'm around, you didn't fuck with a nigga And I know I'm wrong I got two twin Glocks, go and gon' get a nigga You love her, but I get her wetter, nigga Bitch, I'm Tecca, I know I'm the better nigga Yeah, lay low, I got to pour up some legal Bad little light skin, J. Lo I need a drink, Faygo And I know she wan' fuck, she won't say no And I really want her, but she play, though And she bendin' her body like Play-Doh I know they gon' hate, I don't care what they say, though Say though, say though, say though Bitch, I got bands, I know they plottin' on me, yeah She need me like a drug, but she think she'd OD, yeah Lil' baby, I fuck with you I hope that I don't fall in love with you And if that happen then I'm dubbin' you 'Cause I cannot fuck with the cuffin' too, yeah-yeah When I'm gone Please don't tell me that you love and you miss a nigga Don't play my songs 'Cause when I'm around, you didn't fuck with a nigga And I know I'm wrong I got two twin Glocks, go and gon' get a nigga You love her but I get her wetter, nigga Bitch, I'm Tecca, I know I'm the better nigga Yeah, lay low, I got to pour up some legal Bad little light skin, J. Lo I need a drink, Faygo And I know she wan' fuck, she won't say no And I really want her, but she play, though And she bendin' her body like Play-Doh I know they gon' hate, I don't care what they say, though Say though, say though, say though Hate me in public and love me in private One day, I'ma be on an island One day, I'ma own an island That shawty a ho, she wildin' I'm Tecca Romani, bitch I got the drip, don't need a stylist I walk in the spot See like ten bad hoes, who the wildest? You know what I is, bitch, you want me? Yeah Bitches used to call me ugly, yeah I turned to Tecca, I got money, yeah You stupid or stupid? You dummy, yeah I got to keep it a hunnid, yeah Keep it a hunnid, yeah Keep it a hunnid, yeah No less than a hunnid, yeah I can't take vacations Vacations They say "Tec', you made it" Don't say congratulations Support me now but you late, yeah 'Member niggas used to hate, yeah Niggas always gon' hate, yeah Niggas always gon' hate, yeah When I'm gone Please don't tell me that you love and you miss a nigga Don't play my songs 'Cause when I'm around, you didn't fuck with a nigga And I know I'm wrong I got two twin Glocks, go and gon' get a nigga You love her but I get her wetter, nigga Bitch, I'm Tecca, I know I'm the better nigga Yeah, lay low, I got to pour up some legal Bad little light skin, J. Lo I need a drink, Faygo And I know she wan' fuck, she won't say no And I really want her, but she play, though And she bendin' her body like Play-Doh I know they gon' hate, I don't care what they say, though Say though, say though, say though
Writer(s): Danny Lee Snodgrass Jr., Nicholas Mira, Tyler Justin Sharpe Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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