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[Chorus]
Walked in Louis, man, they already know me, like "Yo', that's Tecca"
All that shit that you flex on the 'gram, man, we doin' on the regular
Just followed this lil' ho on the 'gram, now she think she special (Yeah)
He talkin' that chit-chat, bro got that kick-back, boy, you gon' fuck up your dental
Bro just got the drop on an opp nigga (Opp)
And you poppin' them Xans, better stop, nigga (Better stop)
You think that you hot, but you not, nigga (But you not)
Niggas flexin' 'em poles, but they not with you
Pray on my downfall, better keep wishin'
Why niggas get salty? They not winnin' (At all)
I just tell 'em, "Fuck off" and then, "Good riddance" (Fuck off)
And I can't say sorry 'cause I meant it (Fuck 'em)
Walked in Louis, man, they already know me, like "Yo', that's Tecca"
All that shit that you flex on the 'gram, man, we doin' on the regular
Just followed this lil' ho on the 'gram, now she think she special (Yeah)
He talkin' that chit-chat, bro got that kick-back, boy, you gon' fuck up your dental
Bro just got the drop on an opp nigga (Opp)
And you poppin' them Xans, better stop, nigga (Better stop)
You think that you hot, but you not, nigga (But you not)
Niggas flexin' 'em poles, but they not with you
Pray on my downfall, better keep wishin'
Why niggas get salty? They not winnin' (At all)
I just tell 'em, "Fuck off" and then, "Good riddance" (Fuck off)
And I can't say sorry 'cause I meant it (Fuck 'em)
[Verse]
So much Feds, so much bobs, so much Feds
Regardless, I get this bag, get this guap, get this bag (Bag)
New niggas, they get me mad
Sike, no nigga can get me mad (All all)
Hit up Louis, I forgot to check tags
Came out to ten bands, I was mad (Five digits)
[Chorus]
Walked in Louis, man, they already know me, like "Yo', that's Tecca"
All that shit that you flex on the 'gram, man, we doin' on the regular
Just followed this lil' ho on the 'gram, now she think she special (Yeah)
He talkin' that chit-chat, bro got that kick-back, boy, you gon' fuck up your dental
Bro just got the drop on an opp nigga (Opp)
And you poppin' them Xans, better stop, nigga (Better stop)
You think that you hot, but you not, nigga (But you not)
Niggas flexin' 'em poles, but they not with you
Pray on my downfall, better keep wishin'
Why niggas get salty? They not winnin' (At all)
I just tell 'em, "Fuck off" and then, "Good riddance" (Fuck off)
And I can't say sorry 'cause I meant it (Fuck 'em)
Walked in Louis, man, they already know me, like "Yo', that's Tecca"
All that shit that you flex on the 'gram, man, we doin' on the regular
Just followed this lil' ho on the 'gram, now she think she special (Yeah)
He talkin' that chit-chat, bro got that kick-back, boy, you gon' fuck up your dental
Bro just got the drop on an opp nigga
And you poppin' them Xans, better stop, nigga
You think that you hot, but you not, nigga
Niggas flexin' 'em poles, but they not with you
Pray on my downfall, better keep wishin'
Why niggas get salty? They not winnin'
I just tell 'em, "Fuck off" and then, "Good riddance"
And I can't say sorry 'cause I meant it
