Gotta Know

[Intro: Lil Tecca] Uno Yeah [Chorus: Lil Tecca] I know everything gon' hit She said, "How you livin' like this?" She said, "How you livin' like that?" I make all my money back-flip I don't even want a photo I know I been feelin' so-so I could keep it on the low-low They don't gotta know, they don't gotta know She got a nigga, she doin' him cold In my DM's, he don't gotta know I do my thing, she hittin' my phone He don't gotta know, he don't gotta know I'm in your city, but I'm 'bout to go Yeah, I'm that nigga, they already know She told me, "Tecca, keep it on the low" He don't gotta know, he don't gotta know, yeah [Verse 1: Pasto Flocco] Put the gang on me on the go Out the way, bitch, we on the low Where that drank? Told him ship it over Put that pack in, I'm a stoner Yeah, the racks make 'em come closer Relax, man, that shit— Relax, man, that shit over She wanna know where my head been She wanna know if I'm sober She used to be on my Heaven Now I'm here, Home Alone her Baby, you ain't get the message Baby sittin', left without closure Keep my space with these peasants Can't let 'em get no closer, oh yeah [Verse 2: Lil Tecca] I will not let 'em get close, no Takin' my flick, post, woah They don't wanna play they role, no I might do what I chose, for sure I don't play catch-up when it's slow I don't play catch-up with a ho They know that I'm a threat in that mode They should go and put my fits on Vogue [Chorus: Lil Tecca] I know everything gon' hit She said, "How you livin' like this?" She said, "How you livin' like that?" I make all my money back-flip I don't even want a photo I know I been feelin' so-so I could keep it on the low-low They don't gotta know, they don't gotta know She got a nigga, she doin' him cold In my DM's, he don't gotta know I do my thing, she hittin' my phone He don't gotta know, he don't gotta know I'm in your city, but I'm 'bout to go Yeah, I'm that nigga, they already know She told me, "Tecca, keep it on the low" He don't gotta know, he don't gotta know, yeah