[Intro]
Cash
Khroam on the beat
[Verse 1: Lil Tecca]
Bitch, it's Lil Tecca, I came with the strap (Ayy)
Fuck all the Wock', I ain't sippin' that Act'
Bitches on me, yeah, they think I'm a snack
I came with a grip, Buda came with a pack
Pasto, Pasto, have him sprayin' the MAC
Why you tryin'? Have 'em flappin' the jack
Shorty on me and she callin' my GAT
Keep a grip, how can I ever lack? (Ayy)
[Verse 2: Pasto Flocco]
Yeah, it's young Pasto, my nigga, we got those
You run up on me (Ayy), I'ma aim for your top though (Ayy, gang)
Stackin' this cheese, I'ma stack it like nachos (What?)
Walk with a stick (Yeah), leave yo' ass like a pothole (Gang)
Swiper no swipin', my nigga, we take those
I take off your brain, I'ma shoot with a draco (What?)
Pour up the Act' in the cup with the Faygo (Yeah, yeah)
I play with her pussy, you think that it's play dough (Yeah, gang)
[Verse 3: MBM Vell]
Stackin' my bricks (Cash), I don't got no time for no treesh (Nah)
She feelin' her tats but she needin' a leash (Woo, woo)
Hop out the whip (Yeah), she likin' my drip
She all on my dick and she lovin' the clique
I'm keepin' the K and it come with a grip (Grrr)
Speed down the strip (Skrrt)
Catch me a lick, cop me some bricks
Then fuck on your bitch, yeah
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