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Lil Tecca - Vibe Check Lyrics

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[Intro]
Ayy, Gucci, Louis
Gucci, Louis
Moncler, Ksubis

[Verse]
Niggas they talk, smoke 'em like a loose leaf
I’m on the radio, ask where is druski
Your bitch dry, she is not juicy
I'm throwin' the money, she fuckin’ the whole team
She gettin' too friendly, she act like she knew me
Whole time, this shit not new to me
I'm in the club, nigga throwin' hunnids
Sike nah, I ain't waste no money
Sike nah, I ain't waste no money
Gotta be some shit goin' on
I keep a stick, nigga, like lacrosse
Asked your bitch, “Take your panties off”
Nigga talk shit, got the Glock in arm
Nigga talk shit, got the AK
Spin his block, nigga, like a Bey-Blade
He came with the grip, he better hold tight
Your bitch on my dick, she wan' fuck today
Ho on my dick, she wan’ fuck today
Hopped in the jet, go to the west
Hopped in the jet, hop in the east
Bitch on my dick, She wan’ beat my meat
It's not even summer, she givin’ me heat stroke
I feel like I'm CeeLo, I'm countin' this green
I hopped on a yacht, now I feel like I’m Lil' Boat
Yeah, how you feel?
Vibe check, I don't need one
Bad bitches, I only need one
V3, hop in a V1
Camero came with a matte black finish
And he talkin' that crazy, he gon' clap back with it
And the AK came with a cooling kit in it
He tough on the ‘gram, let me see if you wit' it
Balenci' with the Fendi, nigga, yeah, I shit it
Balenci' with B.B, nigga, yeah, I live it
She wan' be my BB, nigga, come and visit
She fuckin' the gang 'cause she say that she Christian
I feel like I'm Autumn, I'm rockin' these Christians
They say "Tecca, boy, you don't listen”
They say “Tecca, boy, you switched up on the gang”
Whole time you know I didn't
“Tecca, boy, you too cocky”
Shut the fuck up, let me give you a visit
Metal to your mouth, nigga, ain't the dentist
We are not friends, why you pretending?
Bitch on my dick and she is pretending
That she like it, remember I said it