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Lil Tecca - Virgo Demo Lyrics

[Intro]
Yeah, uh, the Benjis
Don't know why, but she sound like, "Oh my God"
I just hopped in the 'Rari, bitch like, "Oh my," uh
Said, "Oh my God" (Hahaha, Nick you're stupid)

[Chorus]
Them blue ones, I be countin' Benji's
I got your ho, yeah, tryna be my friend of me
Her nigga my enemy, he wan' be an angel
Hop on the scene, everybody better lay low

[Post-Chorus]
Pull up to your party with my bitch, we left with two hoes
And we get it crazy, baby, pull up, left with two more
If I don't do nothin', you know I count them blue notes
Don't fuck with too many niggas, I might just hop in that two-door

[Verse 1]
Baby, don't let mе get that, don't let me gеt that
Don't be mad 'cause your bitch let me hit that
Lil' nigga, you know you ain't with that
You shootin' my shot, you a brick-brack
I can't see all these nigga, they too low
I can't wait to hit it, that's a new low
Yeah, baby you know (You know, you know)
We get big bags, I advise you should know, ayy
Woah, baby, I advise you should know
I know your nigga can't do it like this
Say I got ice, I got two on my wrist (Two on my)
Your shorty, she on my body doin' tricks
Keep talkin' that hot, you want me to blick
[Chorus]
Them blue ones, I be countin' Benji's
I got your ho, yeah, tryna be my friend of me
Her nigga my enemy, he wan' be an angel
Hop on the scene, everybody better lay low

[Post-Chorus]
Pull up to your party with my bitch, we left with two hoes
And we get it crazy, baby, pull up, left with two more
If I don't do nothin', you know I count them blue notes
Don't fuck with too many niggas, I might just hop in that two-door

[Verse 2]
Yeah, two-door, yeah, two-door (Ah)
Two-door (Ah), two-door (Ah, ah)
Think you speakin' facts, now you sayin' what you think you know
Think you speakin' facts, now you just sayin' what you think you know
Niggas don't know nothin', put that on my life
Put that on my guys, bake a nigga like a pie
Hatin' for no reason, yeah, nigga, what you want?
You must be tired, ayy, hatin' niggas, I despise

[Chorus]
Them blue ones, I be countin' Benji's
I got your ho, yeah, tryna be my friend of me
Her nigga my enemy, he wan' be an angel
Hop on the scene, everybody better lay low
[Post-Chorus]
Pull up to your party with my bitch, we left with two hoes
And we get it crazy, baby, pull up, left with two more
If I don't do nothin', you know I count them blue notes
Don't fuck with too many niggas, I might just hop in that two-door

[Chorus]
Them blue ones, I be countin' Benji's
I got your ho, yeah, tryna be my friend of me
Her nigga my enemy, he wan' be an angel
Hop on the scene, everybody better lay low

[Post-Chorus]
Pull up to your party with my bitch, we left with two hoes
And we get it crazy, baby, pull up, left with two more
If I don't do nothin', you know I count them blue notes
Don't fuck with too many niggas, I might just hop in that two-door

[Outro]
(Skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt, skrrt)
(Whew, brrt)