[Intro: Lil Tecca]
Turn you to a dancer
Yeah
Internet Money, bitch
[Chorus 1: Lil Tecca]
I got black, I got white, what you want?
Hop outside a Ghost and hop up in a Phantom
I know I'm 'bout to blow, I ain't dumb
They try to take my flow, I take they ass for ransom
I know that I'm gone
They see me blowin' up, now they say they want some
I got two twin Glocks, turn you to a dancer
I see two twin opps, leave 'em on a banner
And I got two thick thots, wanna link the gang, yeah
[Verse 1: Lil Tecca]
I got red, I got blue, what you want?
The Chanel or Balenciaga, Louis and Vuitton
She know I got the Fendi, Prada when I hit Milan
I needed me a die or rider, I need me the one
I started from the bottom, you could see the way I stunt
I want all the diamonds, I want that shit to weigh a ton
The opps they tryna line me 'cause they hate the place I'm from
But them n***as don't know me, they just know the place I'm from
I got lots of shawties tryna pull up to my place
But you ain't want me last year so just get up out my face
They all up in my inbox, so I know they want a taste
I know they want my downfall, lil' n***a are you laced?
[Chorus 1: Lil Tecca]
I got black, I got white, what you want?
Hop outside a Ghost and hop up in a Phantom
I know I'm 'bout to blow, I ain't dumb
They try to take my flow, I take they ass for ransom
I know that I'm gone
They see me blowin' up, now they say they want some
I got two twin Glocks, turn you to a dancer
I see two twin opps, leave 'em on a banner
And I got two thick thots, wanna link the gang, yeah
[Verse 2: Juice WRLD]
I’m in it to win it, I’ma be the best, yes sir
Started from the bottom, I ain’t had no one, yes sir
Had to get big on them n***as, Bruce Banner
Bro split wigs, turn a n***a to a dancer
I got hard, I got soft, whatchu’ want?
Since the day that I’ve been on, they been blowing up my phone
I can’t hear ’em, I got all this loud in my lungs
Thumbin’ through these blue faces while I’m smoking on runts
Uh, I’m in the hills (Ooh, yeah), count them bills (Ooh, yeah)
All baguette diamonds (Ooh, yeah), chandelier give her chills (Yeah)
Feel like yesterday I was just watching Fresh Prince (Uh)
Now the crib look like Bel-Air, R.I.P. to Uncle Phil
Money big, Uncle Phil
Twin Glocks, feelin’ lil’
N***as hate, Uncle Tom
Spin them off me, carousel
Get ’em off me, go to hell
Silencer, kill ’em soft
Tecca’ll take you for ransom, me I’ll put you in a coffin
[Chorus 1: Lil Tecca]
I got black, I got white, what you want?
Hop outside a Ghost and hop up in a Phantom
I know I'm 'bout to blow, I ain't dumb
They try to take my flow, I take they ass for ransom
I know that I'm gone
They see me blowin' up, now they say they want some
I got two twin Glocks, turn you to a dancer
I see two twin opps, leave 'em on a banner
And I got two thick thots, wanna link the gang, yeah
[Verse 3: Fetty Wap]
I just spent 400 on a whip, you know it's fast, n***a (Skrrt, skrrt)
Spent 200 every trip, collect the bag, n***a (Cash)
I was going through some shit, I had it bad, n***a (I had it bad, n***a)
Take a dollar, made it flip, now I can brag, n***a (Yeah)
I'm from the hood, these n***as know (Yeah, baby)
Whippin' in the kitchen, hit the bowl (Ayy, yeah baby)
If you know they watchin', why you call my phone?
Had to hit a block then get it on my own (Ayy, yeah, baby)
I don't follow rules for the pimps, hold the mob down
Disrespect the gang, on the hood, we gon' slide now (Ayy)
Take one of our's, ten of y'all's gotta die now
Clean the whole block 'til the cops think it died down
Made it to the top, I'm just tryna stay alive now
Dealing with a lot, I could never let my pride down, uh
If you gang, n***a, ain't no switchin' sides now
I done lost some n***as, I just let my bullets cry, now, yeah, baby
[Chorus 1: Lil Tecca]
I got black, I got white, what you want?
Hop outside a Ghost and hop up in a Phantom
I know I'm 'bout to blow, I ain't dumb
They try to take my flow, I take they ass for ransom
I know that I'm gone
They see me blowin' up, now they say they want some
I got two twin Glocks, turn you to a dancer
I see two twin opps, leave 'em on a banner
And I got two thick thots, wanna link the gang, yeah
[Chorus 2: Fetty Wap]
Ain't even wanna do it, gotta kill this damn song (Yeah)
I gotta let 'em know where they getting it from (Ayy)
They call me Fetty Wap, they know a n***a been on (Zoovie)
Got plenty fuckin' flows I just let you n***as borrow (Ayy, yeah, baby)
Sliding on this bitch like the rims on my car, go (Skrrt, skrrt)
Keep an FN, at least a hunnid in my cargo (Blaow)
I really helped these n***as blow (Zoovie)
Real right n***a they know (Ayy)
Ain't even wanna do it, gotta kill this damn song (Yeah)
I gotta let 'em know where they getting it from (Ayy)
They call me Fetty Wap, they know a n***a been on (Zoovie)
Got plenty fuckin' flows I just let you n***as borrow (Ayy, yeah, baby)
Sliding on this bitch like the rims on my car, go (Skrrt, skrrt)
Keep an FN, at least a hunnid in my cargo (Blaow)
I really helped these n***as blow (Zoovie)
Real right n***a they know (Ayy)
[Outro: Fetty Wap]
Ayy, haha, uh, uh
Real right n***a they know
I gotta let 'em know where they gettin' it from, yeah, baby
