letra de a couple - lil tecca
[chorus: lil tecca]
i keep a couple bl!cks, they gon’ blind you
i keep a couple sticks, they gon’ find you
all my n-ggas with the sh-ts, they gon’ find you
a couple gat’s, red beam, come and find you
extended clip, hollow tip, they might fry you
and if you think you with the sh-ts, we might find you
i can’t f-ck with you if you an opp too
these thots, they f-ck with you ’cause you an opp too
[verse 1: billy bently]
all my n-ggas ball out like 2k
f-ckin’ b-tches back to back, that’s a relay
i can’t f-ck with n-ggas who ain’t grippin’ triggers
party getting bigger, b-tches getting thicker
n-ggas ain’t relating, ’cause they steady hatin’
grips got extra inches, think i went to dentist, diamonds swim with fishes
pull up taking b-tches, i can’t f-ck with snitches, gotta chase them riches
if a n-gga diss the name then we pullin’ up
better watch for me and bro ’cause we comin’ up
five zips, four clips, three trips, two slips, one dead
put ’em on a shirt, put ’em in the dirt
’cause he got murked, flip the work like a sensei
hatin’-ass n-ggas been g-y, hatin’-ass n-ggas been g-y
[chorus: lil tecca]
i keep a couple bl!cks, they gon’ blind you
i keep a couple sticks, they gon’ find you
all my n-ggas with the sh-ts, they gon’ find you
a couple gat’s, red beam, come and find you
extended clip, hollow tip, they might fry you
and if you think you with the sh-ts, we might find you
i can’t f-ck with you if you an opp too
these thots, they f-ck with you ’cause you an opp too
[verse 2: papi ramen]
i got a couple bands to my side
f-ck with me, i’ll put that dot to your eye
pull up in the bemer, sprayin’ with the heaters, semi or the 9
put a couple shots in his mom
spin it back one more time, make sure he ain’t alive
let me smoke that one more time
let me shoot that one more time
let me sip that one more time
double cup, oh yeah, that’s mine
extended mag, you know that’s mine
hickeys on her neck, after sleepin’ with her friend
papi ramen with noodles on his neck
shorty say i’m the best
hilfiger how i dress, tommy when i shoot
money got my hands blue
leanin’ off the henny, drivin’ in the bentley
gucci on my waist, gold up on my brace
f-cked her in the coupe, bone her to the roof
introduced her to the goose
said she’d bring a friend or two
then she out the f-ckin’ stu’ (grrah)
[chorus: lil tecca]
i keep a couple bl!cks, they gon’ blind you
i keep a couple sticks, they gon’ find you
all my n-ggas with the sh-ts, they gon’ find you
a couple gat’s, red beam, come and find you
extended clip, hollow tip, they might fry you
and if you think you with the sh-ts, we might find you
i can’t f-ck with you if you an opp too
these thots, they f-ck with you ’cause you an opp too
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