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Lil Tecca - This N That Lyrics

[Intro]
I got ninety eight problems but this beat ain't one

[Chorus: Lil Tecca]
Yeah, I used to want this, I used to want that
Now I got me a bag and now I got this and now I got that
And now they all mad (Oh-oh, oh)
And now they all mad (Oh-oh)
And now they all mad at me (Why they all mad?)
Now why they all mad at me? (Oh, why they all mad?)

[Verse 1: Lil Tecca]
Bitch, I got the chopper, that's gon' blow your brains back
Sony, that's that flock, I got Balmains on my ass
I don't care about fame, baby, I just want cash
If you want me, shawty, better throw that shit back
I think that I'm goin' insane, these shawties, they want me for fame
I got all this money, it don't make me happy, bitches, they screamin' my name
"Tecca, you the realest, knowin' that you feel it, niggas throw dirt on your name"
"Labels watchin' you and now they proud of you, because they life is 'bout to change"
"Tecca, you whack, Tecca, you trash"
"Tecca, you this and Tecca, you that"
"Tecca, you fake," lil' boy, you a snake
I thought we was brothers but that shit all changed
They girl in my comments, I don't entertain
The clout that you got, it got to your brain
The money you got turned you to a lame
And I'm about to make it, I don't know who to blame
Yeah, I'm on the block, made the block hot
Bad bitch, but she a thot, thot
Take three steps like it's hopscotch
MBM, bitch, yeah, you know how I'm an ape
Don't fuck with Gucci, man, there's too many snakes (I know what you are)
(I used to want this, I used to want that)
(I used to want this, I used to want that)
(I used to want this, I used to want that)
[Chorus: Lil Tecca]
Yeah, I used to want this, I used to want that
Now I got me a bag and now I got this and now I got that
And now they all mad
And now they all mad
And now they all mad at me
Now why they all mad at me? (Yeah, why they all mad?)

[Verse 2: Pasto Flocco with Lil Tecca]
Balmains, Gucci, Goyard, it's gon' stay on my tags
Shawty only love me 'cause she know I got cash
Never trust these niggas, they gon' stab you in your back
Yeah, labels keep on watchin'
Yeah, labels keep on watchin' now
(Pasto, Bape, boy, your shit fake)
(Now that I'm up and all your comments changed)
Wanna chill, that's a dub, you can't get a hug
This shit is drill, I ain't thowin' no subs
Niggas they hate, I'm just stackin' it up
Ice on my neck and it look like a puck
They fake and they wanna smoke me off the block
They talkin', I'm stackin', just stayin' out of trouble
I get to the bucks and I'm stackin' it up

[Bridge: Lil Tecca]
I used to want this, I used to want that
I used to want this, I used to want that
I used to want this, I used to want that
I used to want this, I used to want that, that, that
[Chorus: Lil Tecca]
Yeah, I used to want this, I used to want that
Now I got me a bag and now I got this and now I got that
And now they all mad
And now they all mad
And now they all mad at me
Now why they all mad at me? (Yeah, why they all mad?)