Lyrics:
Tecca i like this song
Oh shit we love you, Tecca
What you sayin', huh?
Look at the way that she lookin'
She want me
The question is me 'cause she
vanish
Bitch wanna fuck 'cause she say
I look like Lil Tecca spinned her lil' ass
She outta luck like she Lil Tecca
Main bitch face card cold, she my lil'
mama, huh
Grip her by her hair
(We love you, Tecca, yeah)
No, you can't have the sauce, yeah
I'ma walk it off
Yeah, she like the way I floss
Think he
(Continue)
I got some places I can't go (Continue)
Bitch, I be steppin' in
Purple like Saints Row (Continue)
Shout out to Tecca, I'm fuckin' on twin hoe's
Feeling like lil tecca when I did again.
Dont need fake people to be my friend
Growing now you see me getting the gain.
Future so high you see what I gonna
my wealth
Yeah always staying medicated, now smoking top shelf
Yeah rappin' in the seclusion, now, just to find myself
Yeah, I feel like I am Tecca
Remember everyone saying I wasn't gonna make it, but the Tecca Nina kept on inchin'
This ain't no dang phase
Never will my reign fade
On the come up
creed spring flower
But they don't know that the Tecca Nina cheese means power
So they look at me like none of my breed brings valor
Thats why when you
a thang blast at ya
'Cause you're lame you're a dame slash actor
These dudes are ho's from screws to toes
They choose to go bass ackwards
Tecca Nina bout
pretty hot
'Cause he knowin that Tecca Ninna's a dirty chopper
He's handle, holmes, here's a handful
How in the hell he hovering having hella go H.A.M.
we can spin back (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
Get you hit with this TEC, get put on the stretcher
Take her for ransom, no Lil Tecca (shout out to Tecca
Music, coupe through swishas
I know a lot of you prolly never knew who this is
Well, you listenin' to Tecca Nina, soo woo bidness
Today, I feel electric
toppin' (Chuh)
And all the bad bitches wasn't jockin'
I rap like I didn't know I'd do a record with Hopsin (Chuh)
They call me Tecca N9na, I'ma shoot
no more rides well Tecca Nina saga
Someway the killa is getting twisted into the mainstream
Gangrene sick of hits again
I can flip from the rip come
climbin'
I'm still a wanted man
I get a hunnid band
Still I do Summer Jam
Woah!
Tecca N9ne milla'
Kansas City Killa'
Turn up!
Bubblin' up with it
not Lecrae, every day Tecca Nina would drop to pray
On my knees in a cot
There was multiple beds in my spot
So let the champagne pop
Everybody
and Tecca Nina drop, hot
Even though I will go toe to toe if somebody bang on me
But I'm rolling in the dough and I'm really respected and protected
pot
Tecca Nina gonna be sought after this drop by the people that go toss rappers hip hop
So you thinking you religious?
When you condemn another man
and go, why?
Because Tecca Ninna just ended the show
Breakin my crib
Sniffin' my drawers
Lookin' for white bitch hair on my balls
Trippin with chu
brethren to be sevens and being friends
Tecca don't wanna see kiddies die
Minors in the stretcher, so what you gonna do with them 25 lighters on your
lectured
on distribution so the anted up and started Hogstyle Records
My niggaz wanted me to ride
Hell yeah I'm down, Tecca Nina's on both sides
Tecca Nina's drunk as hell at three in the morning
When ya snoring
I just hit the after spot without a
(Warning)
Pop it off, top it off
If you
Tecca Nina's drunk as hell at three in the morning
When ya snoring
I just hit the after spot without a
(Warning)
Pop it off, top it off
If you
the show kelly more hoes open
Tecca I'm the whip bangin' with both doors open
I'm a sam boy split them bitches right in half boy
And uhh tubsie wubsie I'm
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