[Intro]

Capo

[Chorus: Lil Tecca]

Yeah, I'm chasin' that bag, I'm like "Okay"

I'm makin' the racks, I make that shit rotate

I want a Frito-Lay, yeah

And I told my gang that I'ma stay the same

And I got your ho, uh, I turn her to a bae

I turn her to a thot, turn that bitch to a kiki

I'm fuckin' your bitch, she get freaky, uh

I fucked your lil' bitch, say she need me

Look at my glasses, I'm geeky

She bent it over, she said "Seed me," uh

She lay on her back, like "Eat me," nah

I know that, that bitch get treeshy, yeah

[Verse 1: ronsocold]

These niggas wan' be me (Ah)

I'm blind to that shit (Bitch), I'm feelin' just like Stevie (Ah)

One for all my slimes, I ride with that five (Blick, blick)

Nigga try me and he die (Buh, buh), put a nigga in the sky (Brrat)

She know I get fly, I don't need no stylist (Ah)

On these drugs, I feel like a pilot (Ah)

And your bitch gon' fuck with me, she say that you childish (Bitch)

I don't even write no songs, I get paid from freestylin' (Ah)

Way too many hoes, I don't know who to choose (Who to choose)

Bitch, you not dawg, it's [?] in some shoes

I stay with baby bottles, like I'm [?] (Shh)

Know I'm lean, she can tell by how I move

And she know I'm havin' racks (Capo)

[Chorus: Lil Tecca]

Yeah, I'm chasin' that bag, I'm like "Okay"

I'm makin' the racks, I make that shit rotate

I want a Frito-Lay, yeah

And I told my gang that I'ma stay the same

And I got your ho, uh, I turn her to a bae

I turn her to a thot, turn that bitch to a kiki

I'm fuckin' your bitch, she get freaky, uh

I fucked your lil' bitch, say she need me

Look at my glasses, I'm geeky

She bent it over, she said "Seed me," uh

She lay on her back, like "Eat me," nah

I know that, that bitch get treeshy, yeah

[Verse 2: Lil Tecca]

Who that is? Who that is? Nah

She just hit my phone and she think I am Tecca

S and D, babygirl, I am Tecca

I can't think of one memory that I regret ya'

Fuck a lil' bitch called Rebecca, fuck

Fuckin' a bitch, give me head, yeah

That bitch, that bitch, she a thot on the bed, yeah

She a nine-nine overall in bed

Ahead of these niggas like I'm playin' chess

You niggas wear chokers, got gold on my chest

Your bitch on my dick while layin' on my chest

Get out my inbox, lil' boy, you a mess

I don't want drama, drama

I ain't with that drama, it's a problem, problem

Fuckin' lil' bitch on my body, she a problem, problem

Calculator, lil' bitch, yeah, I got 'em, got 'em

Nigga we don't have no problem, problem (Capo)

Pussy-ass nigga on my body, he want some drama, drama

Fuckin' lil' bitch on my body, I don't got nothin', nothin'

For you, for you, get off me, outta here

Oh yeah, oh yeah, nah

[Outro: Lil Tecca]

(Oh yeah, oh yeah)