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letra de ransom remix ft. fetty wap - lil tecca

[intro: lil tecca]
turn you to a dancer
yeah
internet money, b-tch

[chorus: 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 -ss 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 sh-t to weigh a ton
the opps, they tryna line me ’cause they hate the place i’m from
but them n-ggas 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-gga, are you laced?

[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 have no one, yes, sir
had to get big on them n-ggas, bruce banner
bro split wigs, turn a n-gga to a dancer
i got hard, i got soft, what you 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 runtz
uh, i’m in the hills (ooh, yeah), countin’ 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, rip to uncle phil
money big, uncle phil, twin glocks, phil and lil
n-ggas hate, uncle tom, spin them off me, carousel
get ’em off me, go to h-ll, silencer, k!ll ’em soft
tecca’ll take you for ransom, me, i’ll put you in a coffin

fetty wap:
[verse]
i just spent 400 on a whip, you know it’s fast, n-gga (skrrt, skrrt)
spent 200, every troop collect the bag, n-gga (cash)
i was going through some sh-t, i had it bad, n-gga (i had it bad, n-gga)
take a dollar, made a few, now i can brag, n-gga (yeah)
from the hood, these n-ggas know (yeah, baby)
whippin’ in the kitchen, hit the bowl (ayy, yeah baby)
yeah, i know you 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 a ho, we gon’ slide now (ayy)
flake on the opps, ’til they all 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 pa down, uh
if you gang, n-gga, ain’t no switchin’ sides now
i lost some n-ggas, i just let my bullets cry, now

lil tecca:
[chorus: 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 -ss 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

fetty wap:
[chorus]
gotta k!ll this d-mn song (yeah)
i gotta let ’em know where they getting it from (ayy, yeah)
they call me fetty wap, they know a n-gga been on (yeah)
got a million f-ckin’ flows i just let you n-ggas borrow (zoovie)
sliding on this b-tch like the rims on my car, go (yeah, baby)
keep an fn, at least a hunnid in my cargo (yeah, baby)
i done helped these n-ggas blow (zoovie)
real right n-gga they know (ayy)
ain’t even wanna do it, gotta k!ll this d-mn song (d-mn song)
i gotta let ’em know where they getting it from (it from)
they call me fetty wap, they know a n-gga been on (been on)
got a million f-ckin’ flows i just let you n-ggas borrow (zoovie)
sliding on this b-tch like the rims on my car, go (skrrt, skrrt)
keep an fn, at least a hunnid in my cargo (blaow)
i done helped these n-ggas blow (ayy)
real right n-gga they know, mob

- lil tecca

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