Текст песни Irish Goodbye - Lil Tecca

I walk in the spot, make that motherfucker go
Irish goodbye, I'm just tryna lay low
Got a lot on my mind, bitch, I spend it in the store
And you not my kind, you ain't tryna make the oath
L.A. or New York, I be fuckin' with the coast
New ZIP code, shawty want a new poster
I been on my shit, made it flip like I'm supposed to
You ain't tryna get rich or get rich, I don't know you

It's one life, I don't got the time to spare
I know shawty bad, I don't got the time to care
When I spin to the bank, I fuck with the teller there
I like your hair, now let me get them ends
This shit'd be different if you seen it through my lens
I ain't light no flames, I don't want another chance
In my biker Balmains, I ain't even rock the flares
Brand-new whip, that shit make you stop, stare

I don't even know what you go through
I know out of all who you go to
When you dolo, know you don't lose
Everything you know, it's just old news
I don't even know what you go through
I know out of all who you go to
When you dolo, know you don't lose
Everything you know, it's just old news

I walk in the spot, make that motherfucker go
Irish goodbye, I'm just tryna lay low
Got a lot on my mind, bitch, I spend it in the store
And you not my kind, you ain't tryna make the oath
L.A. or New York, I be fuckin' with the coast
New ZIP code, shawty want a new poster
I been on my shit, made it flip like I'm supposed to
You ain't tryna get rich or get rich, I don't know you

I walk in the spot, make that motherfucker go
Irish goodbye, I'm just tryna lay low
Got a lot on my mind, bitch, I spend it in the store
And you not my kind, you ain't tryna make the oath
L.A. or New York, I be fuckin' with the coast
New ZIP code, shawty want a new poster
I been on my shit, made it flip like I'm supposed to
You ain't tryna get rich or get rich, I don't know you