[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 n***as 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)
N***a try me and he die (Buh, buh), put a n***a 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 n***as like I'm playin' chess
You n***as 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
N***a we don't have no problem, problem (Capo)
Pussy-ass n***a 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)