TEC Album Lyrics by Lil Tecca

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Yves

(I-I-I-)
(I-I-I-)
(I-I-I'm workin' on dyin')
(BNYX)

What the f*ck is you on?
Shawty, she know I'm a don
Beatin' my chest, nigga, King Kong
Jeans Yves, nigga, Saint Laurent
I get a check, nigga, every month
I'm blowin' gas, nigga, every blunt
Nowadays, niggas ain't sayin' none
Niggas ain't sayin' none

They know how I been, they know how I live
Pull up on your block, but niggas ain't there
Talkin' 'bout Tecca, they couldn't compare
And you got a choice in this shit, truth or dare
My life a movie, that shit on demand
I tell that ho, "Better chill, I'm the man"
Blues, she wanna chill off the Xan
I went in half and a nigga can't stand now

If I pull up, it's a man down
I know these niggas be chattin', but f*ck it, though
I know these niggas be fanned out
Nigga say he got a bankroll, not a bankroll if it can't pile
One song make a nigga get cocky, lil' nigga better stay in style
I'm in this shit with the Mafia, bitch
Not in the scene, but I'm still in the mix
You said your name, I don't know who you is, is, is, is, is
Got a new number, who callin'? Who this? This, this, this, this
Your bitch a ho, but it's none of my biz-biz-biz, business
My bitch she said I'm too real like Madrid
She probably right, you probably right
I think I want her, but just for the night
I think I want her, but I'm probably high
I never got a real reason why
Niggas say they want the old me, yeah
But these niggas, they don't know me, yeah
How you know I even know me yet?
How you know I even solved me yet?

What the f*ck is you on?
Shawty, she know I'm a don
Beatin' my chest, nigga, King Kong
Jeans Yves, nigga, Saint Laurent
I get a check, nigga, every month
I'm blowin' gas, nigga, every blunt
Nowadays, niggas ain't sayin' none
Niggas ain't sayin' none

They know how I been, they know how I live
Pull up on your block, but niggas ain't there
Talkin' 'bout Tecca, they couldn't compare
And you got a choice in this shit, truth or dare
My life a movie, that shit on demand
I tell that ho, "Better chill, I'm the man"
Blues, she wanna chill off the Xan
I went in half and a nigga can't stand now

They know how I live, they know how I been
Pull up on your block, but niggas ain't there
They know how I live, they know how I been
Pull up on your block, but niggas ain't there
But niggas ain't there, but still I don't care, yeah

That's my-, that's my-
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
That's my-, that's my-

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HVN ON EARTH

(I-I-I'm working on dying)
(BNYX)
(We love you, Tecca)

I never had the time to make a way
I only had the time to make a play (oh-oh, oh)
I had to learn nobody savin' me
If you gon' run it up, then why wait? (That's my- that's my-)
They see I got a lot up in my plate
When you been workin', it's not 'bout the faith (oh-oh, oh)
She on my phone and what she 'bout to say?
She let me know (that's my- that's my-)

H.O.E., H.O.E.
Heaven on earth, my H.O.E., H.O.E., H.O.E. (oh-oh, oh)
That's my H.O.E., H.O.E.
Heaven on earth, my-
Heaven on earth, my- (oh-oh, oh)
That's my- that's my-
H.O.E., H.O.E.
Heaven on earth, my H.O.E., H.O.E., H.O.E. (oh-oh, oh)
That's my H.O.E., H.O.E.
Heaven on earth, my-
Heaven on earth, my- (oh-oh, oh)
That's my- that's my-

Yeah, nowadays I'm just thinkin' 'bout a bag
Got '85 Undercovers on my ass
That ho, she say, "Yo," 'cause I got money bags
The feds at my door 'cause I got money stashed (that's my-that's my-)
Easy to get it, now go make it last
You gon' turn on me, I'ma watch you crash
Don't give a f*ck, no-one get a pass
Know if I said it, yeah, I meant that (that's my- that's my-)

You got it goin', hold up now
Say you wanna get high, then roll up now
You say you not gon' fold up now
She hit my line, said (that's my- that's my-)
I never showed them up no love now
I can't say what's on my mind, get dumbed down
Thinkin' too much and my mind get shut down
She hit my line, said (that's my- that's my-)

H.O.E., H.O.E.
Heaven on earth, my H.O.E., H.O.E., H.O.E. (oh-oh, oh)
That's my H.O.E., H.O.E.
Heaven on earth, my-
Heaven on earth, my- (oh-oh, oh)
That's my- that's my-
H.O.E., H.O.E.
Heaven on earth, my H.O.E., H.O.E., H.O.E. (oh-oh, oh)
That's my H.O.E., H.O.E.
Heaven on earth, my-
Heaven on earth, my- (oh-oh, oh)
That's my- that's my-

Every time I see her, shawty got on tights
Rain hit my wrist, water turn to ice
What could I say? I'm just cut that way
If you play, you lay, I'ma take your life (that's my- that's my-)
I'm a killer, so don't push me
I don't really care too much for pussy
I ain't cheat the grind, look where it took me
You a stepper? What you want, a cookie? (That's my-that's my-)
It ain't no question, I put the bros before bitches
In four seconds, Beamer go zero to sixty
Ain't no tellin' what do I got on this glizzy
There's no hesitation, I get on her business (that's my- that's my-)
I've been two years out the feds
And I still been gettin' niggas pluckered
Put a bounty on a nigga head
Told him that the quicker picker upper (that's my- that's my-)
The AK made in Romania
Pourin' the drink by the tablespoon (oh-oh, oh)
I feed a bad bitch baby food
They on my macadamia (oh-oh, oh)
Sprite spiked up, thank ya
I'm in the suburbs, I'm servin' my neighbor (oh-oh, oh)
I don't got time to respond to no haters
But I'ma kill all them lil' niggas later (oh-oh, oh)
I promise

I never had the time to make a way
I only had the time to make a play (oh-oh, oh)
I had to learn nobody savin' me
If you gon' run it up, then why wait? (That's my-that's my-)
They see I got a lot up in my plate
When you been workin', it's not 'bout the faith (oh-oh, oh)
She on my phone and what she 'bout to say?
She let me know (that's my- that's my-)

H.O.E., H.O.E.
Heaven on earth, my H.O.E., H.O.E., H.O.E. (she let me know, oh-oh, oh)
That's my H.O.E., H.O.E.
Heaven on earth, my- (she let me know)
Heaven on earth, my- (oh-oh, oh)
That's my- that's my-
H.O.E., H.O.E.
Heaven on earth, my H.O.E., H.O.E., H.O.E. (she let me know, oh-oh, oh)
That's my H.O.E., H.O.E.
Heaven on earth, my- (she let me know)
Heaven on earth, my- (oh-oh, oh)
That's my- that's my-

Yeah, drum stick, pump rock
She like my vibe, uh, yeah (I-I-I)
Get it, slide, ooh, drum stick, let's get it (that's my- that's my-)
Yeah (ooh), drum stick, let's get it (I-I-I)
Yeah (ooh), drum stick, drum stick, rock, let's get it (that's my- that's my-)
Ooh-ooh (I-I-I)
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh (I-I-I)
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh
Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh (that's my- that's my-)

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Gist

Yeah
Racks, yeah (ayy)
Racks, uh (ayy)
Racks, yeah (all I did was count all my racks, I ain't switch)
Racks, uh
Racks, yeah (they tried to stab my back, so I had to go get back, back)
Racks, uh
Racks, yeah

All I did was count all my racks, I ain't switch
They tried to stab my back
So I had to go get back, that's what I did
F*ck my feelings, nigga, I just talk facts though I ain't shit
She need healing, I don't got time for a story, what is the gist?
Oh-oh, yeah, gist
She wanna f*ck, so I did
You too much, so I dipped
This shit ain't none, my life too lit
Oh-oh, yeah, gist
She wanna f*ck, so I did
You too much, so I dipped
This shit ain't none, my life too lit

When shit get dark, ayy, everything gon' get back, ayy
I got a call from my bro, he said, "You goin' off track"
I take it slow now, but I got no reason to slow down
Ridin' in foreigns like, "Autobots, roll out"
Now you a dub, should have never showed out
I see a new nigga stealin' swag
You and your new life kinda mad
Yeah, I'm that nigga that she wish she had
Still in my phone like, "Who that?"
Talkin' the breesh, yeah, I do that
They puttin' me on, how you knew that?
Nowadays, I been movin' too tact'
See shit, I don't say it, keep track, yeah
All these chops lookin' like a loadout
I'm off the gas, you could say I'm zoned out
Oh, you ain't know, you could say you know now
I got the control now, nobody gon' hold you down
I know we grown now, yeah, but everything goes around

All I did was count all my racks, I ain't switch
They tried to stab my back
So I had to go get back, that's what I did
F*ck my feelings, nigga, I just talk facts though I ain't shit
She need healing, I don't got time for a story, what is the gist?
Oh-oh, yeah, gist
She wanna f*ck, so I did
You too much, so I dipped
This shit ain't none, my life too lit
Oh-oh, yeah, gist
She wanna f*ck, so I did
You too much, so I dipped
This shit ain't none, my life too lit

Uh, uh (let's go)
Yeah, uh, uh
Yeah, uh, uh
Yeah, uh, uh

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500lbs

Oh
Oh, oh, oh (blatt, blatt, blatt)
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh (uh)
Oh, oh, oh (uh)
Oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh (uh-uh, uh)

Yeah, not livin' enough (ayy)
This blunt, I'm takin' a puff
I'm startin' to feel like it's us
No trust, so do as you must (yeah), for real
Don't know when I stay out of town
I get dough when I stay out of town
Five hunnid chops, I got five hunnid rounds
Five hunnid plots, I got five hunnid pounds, yeah

I'm trustin' nothin' I'm told, honestly
I'm trustin' half what I'm shown
I don't pop out, but it's each to they own
My bitch, she hate when I be on my phone
Think she forgot, I got me on my phone
Not safe for me to forget that I'm known
Argue 'bout bullshit, know that you grown
Don't know, the only reason I condone it

I know how it works, I know you a flirt
She send me the flick, tagged not safe for work
Don't get your feelings hurt while tryna lurk
My bitch want Chanel, then shit, grab a purse
She told me she bad, I say, "You could do worse"
I'm born to be blessed, I live with a curse
When shit is a mess, I'm rollin' up first
I smoked on my blunt, then I hit the church
'Cause nobody get where you comin' from
You know how it get when you goin' numb
You know what we on, matter how you judged
Dealin' with bullshit, out of love
My life a story, it's not a punch-in
My life a party, it's not a function
I never needed no introduction
Know I'm a star, I'm still adjusting

And I can't go out like that
You know that's why I'm clutchin'
And I see it why they overreact
But all this shit ain't nothin'
Told me you gon' send the bread you owe me
Talkin' like you got an option
She said, "It's like you don't know you a star"
I tell her that I'm still adjusting

Yeah, not livin' enough (ayy)
This blunt, I'm takin' a puff
I'm startin' to feel like it's us
No trust, so do as you must (yeah), for real
Don't know when I stay out of town
I get dough when I stay out of town
Five hunnid chops, I got five hunnid rounds
Five hunnid plots, I got five hunnid pounds, yeah

I'm trustin' nothin' I'm told, honestly
I'm trustin' half what I'm shown
I don't pop out, but it's each to they own
My bitch, she hate when I be on my phone
Think she forgot, I got me on my phone
Not safe for me to forget that I'm known
Argue 'bout bullshit, know that you grown
I don't know, the only reason I condone it (yeah, yeah)

Oh, oh

Oh, oh, oh

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Fell In Love

She wanna know who I am, she don't give a f*ck who I was
I know that she was a fan, for real, that's why I'm f*ckin' with her
I know you ain't havin' bands for real, and you know my pockets stuffed
I don't remember her name for real, but I know that she fell in love
DMT, ecstasy, yeah, I'm off them drugs
Yeah, I'm rockin' Givenchy, paid two bands for these, yeah
And I ain't talkin' coffee, but I walk 'round with a mug
Three shots get that nigga off me, bet you won't survive these slugs

I think I'm too young to fall in love
I think she too sprung, I been stopped callin' her
Yeah, uh, I think she too spoiled, she get what she want, yeah
I just blocked her number, she said, "What you on?"

She said, "You trippin', you movin' Holly"
I said, "You trippin', see you on molly"
Gas, ridin' around in big bodies
Oh, that's your ho'? Link her, I said, "Copy"
I got these bands, now she can't get off me
It been a lot of niggas tryna cross me
No, it ain't shit to cut a nigga off
A blessing or lesson, nigga, what you taught?

You ain't heard what I heard, you ain't saw what I saw
I walk through TSA with contraband, I'm breakin' the law
I go shopping and I spend a couple bands, that's how I get off
Saw shawty, she was with another man, so I cut her off
I'm titanium, these niggas soft
And I control these hoes like a crane, oh yeah, I'm way too raw
I had to stop talkin' to my Armenian, 'cause she way too far
I was f*ckin' with her twin, but she stopped f*ckin' with me 'cause I couldn't tell them apart

I was f*ckin' on both of them hoes, that's on God
The Maybach, it came with the Rolls, the Rolls came with the stars
The Patek, it came in rose gold, yeah, I'm livin' large
I got Balenciaga boots on like I'm ready to march
I put cologne all over my clothes like a star
I'm still f*ckin' on my ex bitch, she say I stole her heart
You might not understand it but it's beautiful, my love art
I got under her panties, I'm under her leotard
I pour lean up, I pour fours when I'm parched
See me, I'm all bite, all these niggas do is bark
I put the codeine on the ice, yeah, before my night starts
She ain't gonna pull up tonight, unless you got the right car

She wanna know who I am, she don't give a f*ck who I was
I know that she was a fan, for real, that's why I'm f*ckin' with her
I know you ain't havin' bands for real, and you know my pockets stuffed
I don't remember her name for real, but I know that she fell in love
DMT, ecstasy, yeah, I'm off them drugs
Yeah, I'm rockin' Givenchy, paid two bands for these, yeah
And I ain't talkin' coffee, but I walk 'round with a mug
Three shots get that nigga off me, bet you won't survive these slugs

I think I'm too young to fall in love
I think she too sprung, I been stopped callin' her
Yeah, uh, I think she too spoiled, she get what she want, yeah
I just blocked her number, she said, "What you on?"

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TEC

I don't regret, but I receive
She call me Tec, she call me T (oh, oh, oh)
Bitch, I been blessed wherever I be
This shit Armageddon if you with me
We gettin' checks, yeah, we gettin' fees
Had to finesse and keep the receipts (for real)
We playin' catch with thirty at least (yeah)
I keep a hundred, that's on me

Playin' them games, don't D-I-E (D-I-E)
Yeah, eye for an E-Y-E (E-Y-E)
On your head like it's D-Y-E (D-Y-E)
They want a piece of the P-I-E
Playin' them games, don't D-I-E (D-I-E)
Yeah, eye for an E-Y-E (E-Y-E)
On your head like it's D-Y-E (D-Y-E)
They want a piece of the P-I-E

I know you checkin' on me, yeah (yeah)
I know there's nothin' to see, yeah (nothin' to see)
I know I f*cked up a lot in the past (oh)
I got some places to be, yeah (yeah)
I don't need someone I need, yeah (someone I-)
I don't need someone like me, yeah (someone like-)
I know she bad, but I want her friend
So we were just better off being friends
Ayy, brand new pent', ayy, yes, got out the nest, ayy, yes
Don't do chest, you don't need a vest
Prepare for the worst and pray for the best
She want less, it come with a catch, ayy
Pull up, it come with a check, ayy
Pull up, I come with a TEC, ayy
I know I got 'em obsessed

Yeah, show you the one (ayy)
Think everyone knowin' you some' (ayy)
You think that they know you or some'? (Ayy)
I can't even tell you what's up
With them trust issues you got
I used to f*ck with you, but nah
Insecure 'bout the way I live
But you can't say I ain't try

I don't regret, but I receive
She call me Tec, she call me T
Bitch, I been blessed wherever I be
This shit Armageddon if you with me
We gettin' checks, yeah, we gettin' fees (oh, oh, oh)
Had to finesse and keep the receipts (for real)
We playin' catch with thirty at least (yeah)
I keep a hundred, that's on me

Playin' them games, don't D-I-E
Yeah, eye for an E-Y-E
On your head like it's D-Y-E
They want a piece of the P-I-E
Playin' them games, don't D-I-E
Yeah, eye for an E-Y-E
On your head like it's D-Y-E
They want a piece of the P-I-E

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Salty

Yeah, yeah
Oh-oh, oh-oh, yeah
Yeah, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh-oh

You with it, I'm with it, I'm ballin' regardless
She broken, said, "Fix it," but I ain't the one that be callin'
I ain't tryna talk on that
Already gave you the sauce on cash
Said she want racks on racks on racks
Ain't shit, I been said, "Fall back"
I said I want it, now she on it
I said I walk it how I talk it
Show my face, got a bag, I'm exhausted
They could tell me when they presence is costin'
You out of line, oh, you lost me
Said that I'm tweakin', then inform me
They get a lil' bag, now they saucy
I already made 'em mad, now they salty

Clap for 'em, see they ran it up, need some stamina
Yeah, they similar to the other shit that you hear about, that you readin' of
Not speedin' up
I don't answer, she don't answer, then my bro call like, "What's up?"
Got a new check, that's what's up
And you been good, that's yessir
I don't even flex for y'all
I might go and flex tomorrow
You ask me, it's "no" today
I'm not sayin' "yes" tomorrow
And I'm feelin' low today
I might feel the best tomorrow
Am I finna go today
I might take a bet tomorrow

You with it, I'm with it, I'm ballin' regardless
She broken, said, "Fix it," but I ain't the one that be callin'
I ain't tryna talk on that
Already gave you the sauce on cash
Said she want racks on racks on racks
Ain't shit, I been said, "Fall back"
I said I want it, now she on it
I said I walk it how I talk it
Show my face, got a bag, I'm exhausted
They could tell me when they presence is costin'
You out of line, oh, you lost me
Said that I'm tweakin', then inform me
They get a lil' bag, now they saucy
I already made 'em mad, now they salty

I don't answer, she don't answer, then my bro call like, "What's up?"
Got a new check, that's what's up
Ayy, clap for 'em, see they ran it up, need some stamina
Yeah, they similar to the other shit that you hear about, that you readin' of

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Real Discussions

Uh, uh

I could never take this shit for nothing
Sit back, nigga, I be havin' real discussions
Future time, I'm tryna have a bill' or somethin'
Where the love? I'm gettin' tired of the lust and
Crushin', yeah, your bitch, she blushin'
In my crib, she dustin', no rustin', it's jumpin'
I ain't kickin' shit, yeah, no puntin', no frontin'
Don't know why you knockin' on this door, ain't no love here

I ain't get it easy, nigga, but I get it jumpin'
I can't stand around nobody that don't stand for nothin'
I keep it on my conscience, I be on some boss shit
Anywhere I go I treat the world like my office
Oh, you givin' handouts? Only know what that could do
Only one way, yeah, that shit could just get back at you
I be in my zone now, I be in my avenue
I would have my own town, just so I'm the only mood

I know that it's all in one
Said she want the squad, she want all of us
Said she got a friend, tell her, "Call one"
Said she got a friend, she want all of us
All of us, yeah

I could never take this shit for nothing
Sit back, nigga, I be havin' real discussions
Future time, I'm tryna have a bill' or somethin'
Where the love? I'm gettin' tired of the lust and
Crushin', yeah, your bitch, she blushin'
In my crib, she dustin', no rustin', it's jumpin'
I ain't kickin' shit, yeah, no puntin', no frontin'
Don't know why you knockin' on this door, ain't no love here

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Dead or Alive

Oh my
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Uh, uh, uh
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Oh, oh, oh
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Oh, oh, oh
Whoa, whoa, whoa
Oh, oh, oh

Took my time to get this shine, but I still skipped the line (on God)
I realized the ho still on my mind, I guess the bitch divine (hello)
And yeah, I could do this shit myself, that's dead or alive (alive)
And yeah, you could care 'bout just yourself, if you pickin' sides (pickin' sides)
Niggas thinkin' that they gang, they not even squad (squad, squad)
Yeah, I told 'em, "If you gettin' played, then you played a part"
Really I know I can't change my ways, you know who we are (who we are)
Talkin' crazy, now he in the sky, told him, "Pick a star" (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

I made this shit look easy, juice
But it ain't easy, believe me, truth
You know I'm droppin' 'em off, Bruce
Give you a clue what I'm countin', blues
Smokin' that leaf if it get loose
My niggas drillin', we might as well truce (uh, uh, uh, uh)
I hit the blunt just for a lil' boost
Yeah, my new bitch, she Canadian Goose (oh, oh)
I know you lose 'em, how you get 'em, I won't take your bitch (bitch)
Yeah, I told 'em I make money, money don't make this shit (yeah)
Change my life off being me, so why would I fake this shit? (Yeah)
They try to take my flow, don't f*ck with no plagiarists (at all)

We could solve it, if that shit a problem (nah, for real)
Nigga, I was gettin' guala, I said f*ck a prom, uh (for real)
I was rockin' BAPEs, when I seen y'all niggas rockin' Toms (for real)
When you feel like this, no, you wouldn't even change your flaws

Took my time to get this shine, but I still skipped the line (on God)
I realized the ho still on my mind, I guess the bitch divine (hello)
And yeah, I could do this shit myself, that's dead or alive (alive)
And yeah, you could care 'bout just yourself, if you pickin' sides (pickin' sides)
Niggas thinkin' that they gang, they not even squad (squad, squad)
Yeah, I told 'em, "If you gettin' played, then you played a part"
Really I know I can't change my ways, you know who we are (who we are)
Talkin' crazy, now he in the sky, told him, "Pick a star" (skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)

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Want It Bad

(Dystinkt Beats)

She said it's over, I ain't need her
I just hope she sober, I ain't seen her
You was tryna show love, I ain't see ya
Nowadays, we gettin' more bucks, gettin' cleaner
I ain't even get my top fly on the meter
Tried to tell 'em we was top five, ain't believe us
I ain't ever tried to do the most to make 'em see us
I ain't ever tried to slow it down, to let 'em keep up

She runnin' back, she want it too
She hit me up like, "Baby, yeah, I got you"
She want it bad, I want it too
She hit me up like, "Baby, yeah, I want you"
No, I ain't mad, I play it smooth
I run it up 'cause everyday I got to
Let me see how long all them bands will last you
They gon' see it's real when we roll past you

It ain't really shit, cut 'em off (yeah, yeah)
We don't really miss when we ball out, yeah
They gon' copy that, copy this (yeah, yeah)
If I'm going out, I'm going all out (yeah)
Ain't thinking 'bout' tomorrow, I ain't promised that
I just got a call and I ain't callin' back
Told me that my problem was I'm too laid back
Could've said I'm mad, because you ain't mad

She said it's over, I ain't need her
I just hope she sober, I ain't seen her
You was tryna show love, I ain't see ya
Nowadays, we gettin' more bucks, gettin' cleaner
I ain't even get my top fly on the meter
Tried to tell 'em we was top five, ain't believe us
I ain't ever tried to do the most to make 'em see us
I ain't ever tried to slow it down to let 'em keep up

She runnin' back, she want it too
She hit me up like, "Baby, yeah, I got you"
She want it bad, I want it too
She hit me up like, "Baby, yeah, I want you"
No, I ain't mad, I play it smooth
I run it up 'cause everyday I got to
Let me see how long all them bands will last you
They gon' see it's real when we roll past you

She runnin' back, she want it too
She hit me up like, "Baby, yeah, I got you"
She want it bad, I want it too
She hit me up like, "Baby, yeah, I want you"
She runnin' back, she want it too
She hit me up like, "Baby, yeah, I got you"
She want it bad, I want it too
She hit me up like, "Baby, yeah, I want you"

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U Don't Know Tec

Yeah, yeah, yeah

I done been on my shit, I ain't had no option (oh, oh)
Now I'm the trendin' topic, Margiela when I'm walkin' (yeah, yeah)
Ridin' foreign, I told your bitch to hop in
Bitch, I got my spot, yeah, you thought that we was parking (oh, spot)
Light it up, spark it (woah), she look good, bartender (woah)
She look good in Margiela (woah), I could tell you want cheddar (woah)
What we on? It's uncensored (woah), I ain't doin' no extra (yeah)
You can't ride my wave then act like you don't know Tecca

Let it go, let it fly (fly), dripped in diamonds, colorblind (blind)
Rolls with the blinds, so I never get behind (woah, oh)
I been on my shit (shit), swear that shit gon' multiply (yeah)
I love being home, but I'm on the other side, yeah
Yeah, it took time to glow, yeah, it took a lot to glow, yeah
She wanna go on a trip, yeah, I gotta go on the road
We not goin' in the club, 'cause she wanna play with her nose
I travel around the world, yeah, and she wanna come to a show, yeah

I can't take time, nigga, I can't FaceTime (FaceTime, woah)
I can't fake kick it, nigga, with them fake guys
I can't waste time, nigga, I can't make lies
Gotta be why how I change, I could change lives

I done been on my shit, I ain't had no option (oh, oh)
Now I'm the trendin' topic, Margiela when I'm walkin' (yeah, yeah)
Ridin' foreign, I told your bitch to hop in
Bitch, I got my spot, yeah, you thought that we was parking (oh, spot)
Light it up, spark it (woah), she look good, bartender (woah)
She look good in Margiela (woah), I could tell you want cheddar (woah)
What we on? It's uncensored (woah), I ain't doin' no extra (yeah)
You can't ride my wave then act like you don't know Tecca

Woah, yeah
Woah, yeah-yeah
Woah, yeah-yeah
Woah, yeah-yeah

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Used2This

No, I can't stand her, switchin' hoes like switchin' the channel
Don't be wishin' for shit you can't handle, yeah
Block your number, I got handles
I know she was tryna f*ck with the star, yeah, that's probably if I let you
I know she was tryna f*ck with the squad, so I'ma send her to the next dude

Know you not used to this shit, oh my God, camouflage then
She wanna f*ck with a star, hold this gas and roll that up then, yeah
Know you not used to this shit, oh my God, count it up then
She wanna f*ck with a star, hold this gas and roll that up then, yeah

Move like a ghost when I'm in the town
She on my phone when I'm in L.A
Like, "What you on?" Like, "Where you at?"
"I'm 'bout to pull up and show you something"
You should know shit, I ain't on that
I know it that she let him tour that
The bullshit, no, I ain't for that
Phone on DND, thought I ignored that
I got a TEC, you don't want a shell
Pullin' up, smellin' like gas and Chanel
Don't even know if they wishin' you well
Smile in your face, they wishin' you hell
Not leavin' a trail
Can't tell 'em a secret, nah, then tell 'em the tale, yeah

How many racks? Add that
I run to the racks, no backtrack
The lame shit, yeah, you can have that
I know all the reasons they mad at
I know what you bad at
Shawty, too bad, I bagged that
I'm in the lab, can't chat back
And you on some shit I can't stand, yeah

No, I can't stand her, switchin' hoes like switchin' the channel
Don't be wishin' for shit you can't handle, yeah
Block your number, I got handles
I know she was tryna f*ck with the star, yeah, that's probably if I let you
I know she was tryna f*ck with the squad, so I'ma send her to the next dude

Know you not used to this shit, oh my God, camouflage then
She wanna f*ck with a star, hold this gas and roll that up then, yeah
Know you not used to this shit, oh my God, count it up then
She wanna f*ck with a star, hold this gas and roll that up then, yeah

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Trippin On U

Yeah, pour my whole cup with feelings
Roll my whole blunt with healing
Goin' up, we ain't got a ceiling
I can't change you, I'm not willing

But I don't know why I'm trippin' on you
She said, "I'm distant on you"
No, I ain't switchin' on you
Yeah, this my mission, not you
Don't know why I'm trippin' on you
She said, "I'm distant on you"
No, I ain't switchin' on you
Yeah, this my mission, not you (yeah)

Rollin' gas, how I took this path
How I change my life, how shit goin' fast
I might check my balance, nigga, I won't check the dash
Get my money online, nigga, get my bread like Taz
Yeah, that shit too easy, yeah, that shit so simple
If this shit was easy, nigga, everyone would do it, yeah
They just want another slice off your plate, Kimbo
If I got it on me, just know they Akimbos

We not all the same, that might work for you
You say that's your gang, they might turn on you
We not all the same, my niggas'll burn you
You not in this lane, we might turn on you

Pour my whole cup with feelings
Roll my whole blunt with healing
Goin' up, we ain't got the ceiling
I can't change you, I'm not willing

But I don't know why I'm trippin' on you
She said, "I'm distant on you"
No, I ain't switchin' on you
Yeah, this my mission, not you
Don't know why I'm trippin' on you
She said, "I'm distant on you"
No, I ain't switchin' on you
Yeah, this my mission, not you (yeah)

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Either Way

Yeah, I'm tryna get higher and higher, yeah, either way
Yeah, I'm tryna go free my mind, even if I can't
I ain't ever gon' switchin' sides, I'ma go live my life
I ain't ever gon' switchin' sides, I ain't switch my lane

Everything due, I knew
Niggas ain't gon' wait on you
I been tryna get in tune with you
Bad hoes, yeah, nigga, it's a few I knew
Got the pack goin', shit goin' loose
F*ck a hotel, bring her to the roof
I got the sauce and the juice
Look out for shit I knew
I don't get lucky, bitch, been blessed
Everything tasteful, kiss been chef
Throw up the A, she gettin' F
Yeah, I'm a king, she playin' chess
Real one on one, so it's f*ck all the rest
How I'm up now and I'm up next?
How I up racks and I up checks
Send a blank text, now she upset
I just took a ho to the South side
And they know my name when I'm outside
Only worry 'bout me, that's my downside
She got 40, that's that round side
'Bout to pop out, bitch, it's 'bout time
Really runnin' shit, bitch, it's my time
Ridin' on my dick like you not tired
Yeah, she got mileage, she ain't got tires

Yeah, I'm tryna get higher and higher, yeah, either way
Yeah, I'm tryna go free my mind, even if I can't
I ain't ever gon' switchin' sides, I'ma go live my life
I ain't ever gon' switchin' sides, I ain't switch my lane
Yeah, I'm tryna get higher and higher, yeah, either way
Yeah, I'm tryna go free my mind, even if I can't
I ain't ever gon' switchin' sides, I'ma go live my life
I ain't ever gon' switchin' sides, I ain't switch my lane

Yeah, I'm tryna get higher and higher, yeah, either way
Yeah, I'm tryna get higher and higher, yeah, either way
Yeah, I'm tryna get higher and higher, yeah, either way
Yeah, I'm tryna get higher and higher, yeah, either way
Yeah, I'm tryna get higher and higher, yeah, either way
Yeah, I'm tryna go free my mind, even if I can't

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Need Me

I, I'm sorry that you
Seem to be confused
He belongs to me
The boy is-
(Ayy, Ronio, run it up)

I keep my day goin', I keep my bitch right
Say that she want Casamigos, it's a lit night
The whole hood tryna slide, so the list tight
She bad, so she get by easy
She said she don't need you, she said that she need me
I can make it splash, yeah, that's that water, Fiji
Eye for an eye, I could treat you how he treat me
Lie for a lie, I could show you it get beasty

New lane, cuttin' it, Usain, runnin' it
Big blunt, bunnin' it, lifestyle, covered it
I was on my shit and you actin' like you ain't noticed
I was makin' moves and you actin' like you ain't showed this, yeah
I ain't with the drama, tell me who we cuttin' off
The same ho you beefin' 'bout, yeah, she got nothin' on
And no, you not my girl, so I ain't seein' nothin' wrong
At all, these niggas know what I been on
Slide on my lonely, gas by the OZ
I don't got no OG, nowadays I'm OT
Oh, you say you like that, oh, you gotta show me
Tired of bitches actin' like they know me
Movin' like Montana, might as well call Tony
I got two hoes, might as well call brodie
She said, "Tryna ski with me?" No, I don't get nosey
Keep a couple B's with me, how I'm movin' mostly

I keep my day goin', I keep my bitch right
Say that she want Casamigos, it's a lit night
The whole hood tryna slide, so the list tight
She bad, so she get by easy
She said she don't need you, she said that she need me
I can make it splash, yeah, that's that water, Fiji
Eye for an eye, I could treat you how he treat me
Lie for a lie, I could show you it get beasty
I keep my day goin', I keep my bitch right
Say that she want Casamigos, it's a lit night
The whole hood tryna slide, so the list tight
She bad, so she get by easy
She said she don't need you, she said that she need me
I can make it splash, yeah, that's that water, Fiji
Eye for an eye, I could treat you how he treat me
Lie for a lie, I could show you it get beasty

She said she don't need you
I can make it splash, yeah, that's that water, Fiji
She said she don't need you
Lie for a lie, I could show you it get beasty
She said she don't need you
I can make it splash, yeah, that's that water, Fiji
She said she don't need you
Lie for a lie, I could show you it get beasty

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Monday to Sunday

Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (come on), yeah, ooh
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, ooh
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah, ooh
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah, yeah

I do this shit early from Monday to Sunday
I'm still with the gang, nigga, if it's sunny
I said I'll be rich and I did that shit one day
Goin' up, one way, this ain't the runway
Pull up with Dior, I call up Rico
I got the key to the game, cheat code
On the real, we not the same, yeah
I can't let 'em play with my name, yeah

You know what they sayin' around, yeah
Don't know what they sayin' about you
My guala gon' wish y'all the best for me
But I know these niggas, they doubt you
My bitch doin' voodoo
Every time I got a new coupe, watchers surround us
When we at the top, lil' nigga, we just want the guap and not the medallions
Never care who see I'm up, you won't get the last of me
All this glamor, shit hysteric, all my hoes, they Japanese
Too much sauce, shit ain't free, he said, "Why you taxin' me?"
Yeah, I'm Tec, like SMG, vintage like the GAT would be

Yeah, you never know, oh
Life might show you places that you ain't even plan on goin'
Yeah, you know that I make action nigga, not no codin'
You know that I may stress but, nigga, I ain't foldin'

I do this shit early from Monday to Sunday
I'm still with the gang, nigga, if it's sunny
I said I'll be rich and I did that shit one day
Goin' up, one way, this ain't the runway
Pull up with Dior, I call up Rico
I got the key to the game, cheat code
On the real, we not the same, yeah
I can't let 'em play with my name

You dress to impress
You dress like you might see your ex
I dress like I just seen a check
I think I got some cash to collect
I'm a young nigga, but I'm a vet
They didn't think that I still would be here
Niggas lookin' at me for what's fire
Tryna see who to sign, I swear, yeah
I had to hide what I like
They told me labels goin' through my likes
I know I'm the first to always get it right
Come f*ck with Tec, go up overnight
I see the labels never do it right
This year alone, I spent twenty thousand on white tee's
Another hundred on the flights
This year alone, I went crazy like a hundred times
But it took one to get it right

I do this shit early from Monday to Sunday
I'm still with the gang, nigga, if it's sunny
I said I'll be rich and I did that shit one day
Goin' up, one way, this ain't the runway
Pull up with Dior, I call up Rico
I got the key to the game, cheat code
On the real, we not the same, yeah
I can't let 'em play with my name, yeah
I do this shit early from Monday to Sunday
I'm still with the gang, nigga, if it's sunny
I said I'll be rich and I did that shit one day
Goin' up, one way, this ain't the runway
Pull up with Dior, I call up Rico
I got the key to the game, cheat code
On the real, we not the same, yeah
I can't let 'em play with my name

I do this shit early from Monday to Sunday
I'm still with the gang, nigga, if it's sunny
I do this shit early from Monday to Sunday
I'm still with the gang, nigga, if it's sunny
I do this shit early from Monday to Sunday
I'm still with the gang, nigga, if it's sunny
I do this shit early from Monday to Sunday
I'm still with the gang, nigga, if it's sunny