Lyrics:
with it doe
Lil Tecca he be sayin that it's hard to glow, but nah little bitch you just kind of slow
I'm on top, I'm running this shit, I'm on top
shit
Ay
Cut that shit out
Cause i don’t have no straps
Like im tecca
You’re still mad
I get texts from your ex bitch
Bitch who the fuck is you?
I do what
with your shit
This is how I begin not close to the end
People being cocky I'll turn them to a hen
Like tecca i'm bout to Blow-ow-ow
This is just
the most and the extra
Got a black and white bitch like Lil Tecca
Love a sister wife that send the nudes through the mega
Counting up Korean chicken I ain’t
Tecca Pt.2
Just a boy from NY I grew up your average dude
But I'm spittin' off my head because I'm in that fucking mood
I got too much unreleased because
took the nigga baby girl, now he throwin' tantrum
They say I look like Tecca, so I took his bitch for ransom
I am the shit like what comes from the booty
all her diamonds dancing
Ain’t no Lil Tecca, but I’m hold your ass for ransom
You play with my family, I’m give you more than cancer
Survival
nigga slimey Ju
Posted up on the block might just toat me a little Tecca
True Religion on my ass you know that I wear it better
Gucci on my body
the man
Doze off in that fucking Benz
Make these hits to feed the fans
Got that Vlone match my pants
Got these diamonds, yeah they dance
Like I'm Tecca go
in a phantom
Shoutout my homie lil Tecca
He be blowing up
Ima have to steal his flow and take his ass for ransom
Pull up with a treesh
We got them thot
the game fresh up on the scene
Hey I gotta get it wanna feature meek
Maybe lil tecca roddy ricch lil tjay polo g
Better go hop on the wave
Got the heat
All
a song in the future called never been losing and its gonna feature lil Tecca
Want pateks yuh, stacking checks
Keep it 100 but enemies flex yuh
I been
clique
Yeah
Talk down you’ll get hit
Yeah yeah yeah
Still on that KK Shit
Bitch I want the Rari and a fucking mansion
Like Lil Tecca bitch I’ll take your
to the bread
These niggas hatin just a cancer
Im bout to blow
Like lil tecca said from ransom
I could take yo bitch
And I could turn her to a dancer
Ima
Fantom imma ghost
Lil tecca got his ransom
Now he finna do the most
Yea I know yo baby
And she can't keep her legs closed
How these niggas copy me
I bet
like lil tecca cuz you a whole cappa
I pulled up in phantom and the bitches call me Casper
You was talkin bout yo girl so you know I hadda snatcha
I
Shoutout lil tecca
Ride in that Tesla
Yo bitch is next up
I told her neck up
I juss be flexed up
Y'all bitches is next up
Talking yo shit
Like Khalid I'm
She say pipe me up
She say pipe me up
Fuck a nine to five I had to get my bands up
Fuck twelve I ain't ever put my hands up
I ain't Tecca, bitch I'll
back back back
Got my money got my Louis hundred racks on
All theses bitches asking me to do a rap song
My name lil tecca might do a ransom
Fuck out
flexing
Yea we flexing, yea we flexing
I said I don't do no talk I go get the Smith and Wesson
Feeling like I won a grammy ain't talking lil tecca
I said
arenas like Katrina then leave
Get my influence from Tecca N9nna, Nickatina, Def3
Dynamic with the rhyme tactics
Hoodoo we the whole package
Come equipped
Pump he's a Likkle Tecca
Whine pon it, whine pon it, oh yeah
Ride pon it, grind pon it, oh yeah
You feel all the tension in the room?
Baby girl I'm tryna
brodie Lil Tecca he done made that
For the bro's and the plug, we gon' pay back
Get the cheque, run it up, cause we made that
I'm a rapper, but I sing,
him with the tecca
Damn near tore off his necka
He praying I'm gonna squash him
He should've prayed to Mecca
You haters like to tick me
Squeeze triggers
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