Lyrics Shots - Lil Tecca
Internet
Money,
bitch
We
love
you,
Tecca
Yeah,
ooh,
I
got
hella
niggas
with
the
shits
Nigga
run
up
on
me,
all
my
niggas
'bout
to
shoot
Talking
on
the
'Gram,
catch
a
deuce
We
can
get
in
tune,
nigga,
what
you
wanna
do?
Nigga,
you
ain't
even
have
a
clue
'Cause
I
got
shottas
on
me
Sending
shots,
sending
shots,
the
doctor
on
me
Better
run,
better
run,
the
coppers
on
me,
yeah
Yeah,
I
know,
yeah,
I
know
Got
bad
bitches
come
wherever
I
go
Married
to
the
money,
I
can't
cheat
with
no
hoe
Nigga
run
up
on
me,
guarantee
we
gon'
blow
I
ain't
helping
nobody,
if
you
ask
me,
it's
a
no
If
I
tell
you
that
I
love
you,
better
keep
it
on
the
lo-o-ow
I
got
places
that
I'm
really
tryna
go-o-o
So
if
you're
down
for
the
ride,
let
me
know
Hollow
chase
a
nigga,
never
chase
opps
I
committed
to
money,
I
never
chase
thots
And
I'm
attracted
to
guala
so
I'ma
chase
guap
Yeah,
I'm
attracted
to
guala
so
I'ma
chase
guap
Yeah,
ooh,
with
the
shits
Niggas,
they
be
talkin',
we
gon'
shoot
Got
your
bitch
Shawty
said
she
love
me,
I
don't
really
love
her
Yeah,
ooh,
I
got
hella
niggas
with
the
shits
Nigga
run
up
on
me,
all
my
niggas
'bout
to
shoot
Talking
on
the
'Gram,
catch
a
deuce
We
can
get
in
tune,
nigga,
what
you
wanna
do?
Nigga,
you
ain't
even
have
a
clue
'Cause
I
got
shottas
on
me
Sending
shots,
sending
shots,
the
doctor
on
me
Better
run,
better
run,
the
coppers
on
me,
yeah
Ooh,
I
got
hella
niggas
with
the
shits
Nigga
run
up
on
me,
all
my
niggas
'bout
to
shoot
Talking
on
the
'Gram,
catch
a
deuce
We
can
get
in
tune,
nigga,
what
you
wanna
do?
Nigga,
you
ain't
even
have
a
clue
'Cause
I
got
shottas
on
me
Sending
shots,
sending
shots,
the
doctor
on
me
Better
run,
better
run,
the
coppers
on
me,
yeah

1 Glo Up
2 Ransom (Remix)
3 Weatherman
4 Sidenote
5 Left, Right
6 Why U Look Mad
7 why u look mad
8 Glo Up
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