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Lil Tecca - Active Lyrics

[Intro]
Ayy, what they talkin' 'bout? Yeah, hold on
Ayy, turn me up, yeah, go, yeah-ha
Yeah, yeah, damn
Yeah, yeah, yeah

[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm in this bitch with Lil Tec'
Yeah, my whole gang ride with them TEC's
I got money, now I gotta flex
I put some Vivienne around my neck
I get my checks online, you get to punchin' that clock
Got the rap game on lock
No, nigga, I ain't punchin' no clock
I'm in the Scatpack, he in a stock
Come in my DM's and you gettin' blocked
He ain't sippin' real lean, boy, that's re-rock
I been havin' the racks, now these hoes flock
Niggas hate mе, I don't know why they jock
Damn, my diamonds wet like a dock
Damn, thеse bitches gettin' wet on my dick
Why you copyin' me? It's gettin' me sick

[Verse]
I'm all black and I'm wearin' some Rick
These niggas fit ain't talkin' 'bout shit
Talkin' 'bout, "Hi," cannot get fly, lil' bitch
You said you loved me, why you lied? Lil' bitch
You ain't gettin' out without sayin' bye, lil' bitch
Get to the money, I feel like Mitch, yeah
Come on, uh-huh, they come around 'cause I got me some motion
I'm finna blow up like an erosion
She wanna rub on me like some lotion
These niggas switched up, know I'm blowin'
On these beats, just know I'm floatin'
These niggas copy like they quotin'
They want me to dress, so I'm not holdin'
They wanna be me, nigga, I'm already knowin'
Yeah, but that's what I asked for
Had to slide on that boy like a dashboard
I'm in a Mustang, yeah, that's a fast Ford
Used to be down bad, let's fast forward
Now I'm havin' 'em bands
Now I got hella bands
I'm with the gang, yeah, we like a band
Damn, damn, go
[Chorus]
Yeah, I'm in this bitch with Lil Tec'
Yeah, my whole gang ride with them TEC's
I got money, now I gotta flex
I put some Vivienne around my neck
I get my checks online, you get to punchin' that clock
Got the rap game on lock
No, nigga, I ain't punchin' no clock
I'm in the Scatpack, he in a stock
Come in my DM's and you gettin' blocked
He ain't sippin' real lean, boy, ​that's re-rock
I been havin' the racks, now these hoes flock
Niggas hate me, I don't know why they jock
Damn, my diamonds wet like a dock
Damn, these bitches gettin' wet on my dick
Why you copyin' me? It's gettin' me sick