Gators*

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[Intro: Pasto Flocco]

Pasto Flocco, yeah

Pasto Flocco, yeah

Pasto Flocco, yeah

[Chorus: Pasto Flocco]

Keep a small circle, 'cause we gotta keep it tight

Had to pray every day 'cause I wanted it better

Get to the money, I ran it up

I was like, "Damn," [?] get tired of the [?]

Ain't matured, that shit wasn't for me

I feel bad for all the people that lost me

You know that they dead when they tried to cross me

[?] but you lost it

They said that I changed but I did for the better

She fuck with the angels, she said that shit pleasant

How can I do it without a vеndetta?

I was down on my own, chilling with the gators (No)

I don't do the dating (Lеt's go)

Hop in that Bimmer, we racing

Leveled up and I realized that ain't it

Big A, you know that's the sanction

[Verse: Lil Tecca]

Big A, you know that's the gang

Fuck around and I made my own lane

I don't care what these niggas be sayin'

Swear to God, yeah, that shit keep me sane, yeah

On my doly, don't be in no politics

And I told my gang, "Better represent"

If these niggas start to wild on me

I know my guys gon' call on me

I get the numbers, lottery

I don't fuck with no-one, why you bother me?

She ride on my dick, she stay exercising me

I know a few niggas that mad 'cause they not me

She like, "Tecca, you poppin', you poppin' like ecstasy"

I just woke up and I turned to a better me

Got this bread in my Audi, I turned to a better me

You might get finessed if you mad at me

I mix the Chrome tee with the Slime jeans

I'm with some real niggas, they surround me

You cannot be gang, I don't fuck with your energy

I count all this real cash, you countin' counties

I'm on your head, nigga, like a bounty

She on my head, nigga, like a beanie

Look at the screen and I'm on your TV

I remember these niggas say that they ain't want me

[Chorus: Pasto Flocco]

Keep a small circle, 'cause we gotta keep it tight

Had to pray every day 'cause I wanted it better

Get to the money, I ran it up

I was like, "Damn," [?] get tired of the [?]

Ain't matured, that shit wasn't for me

I feel bad for all the people that lost me

You know that they dead when they tried to cross me

[?] but you lost it

They said that I changed but I did for the better

She fuck with the angels, she said that shit pleasant

How can I do it without a vendetta?

I was down on my own, chilling with the gators (No)

I don't do the dating (Let's go)

Hop in that Bimmer, we racing

Leveled up and I realized that ain't it

Big A, you know that's the sanction (Oh)

[Outro: Pasto Flocco]

Chilling with the gators (Oh)

Chilling with the gators (Oh)

Chilling with the gators

On my own, chilling with the gators (Oh)

Chilling with the gators (Oh)

Chilling with the gators (Oh)

Chilling with the gators (Oh)

Yeah, yeah, yeah