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Lil Tecca - Xtra Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Tecca]
Niggas extra (Mhm, I miss you, Bryce)
I said all these bitches extra (Ayo, is that twoprxducers?)
All these niggas, all these niggas (Oh, woah)

[Chorus: Lil Tecca]
I could tell she mine the way she show me love
I could tell she mine, said that she wanted some (Wanted some)
No, I don't let it out, I let it bottle up (Bottle up)
I know they don't like me 'cause I don't give a fuck (Yeah)
Extra, all these hoes be extra (Yeah), all these niggas extra (Yeah)
All these hoes be extra (Yeah), all these niggas extra (Yeah)
All these hoes be extra (Yeah), all these niggas extra (Yeah)
All these niggas extra (Yeah), all these niggas extra

[Verse 1: Lil Mosey]
Yeah, they been, uh, yeah, they been, uh (Uh)
They been extra since I pulled up in a foreign, yeah (Skrrt)
I ain't tryna fuck that ho 'cause she borin' (Lil' bitch)
Yeah, all my niggas ballin', yeah, we scorin' (Scorin')
All she worried 'bout that check and, yeah, we know 'bout it
She was tryna get my heart, but she don't got it (Ha)
I be stayin' to myself, don't fuck with nobody (Oh yeah)
She be sayin' I'm the one, like she know 'bout it (What?)
Takes a whole lot to get next to me (Me)
I seen niggas switchin' sides, you can't be where I be
And you don't know none about me, you ain't seen what I seen (Yeah)
Put a bitch in time-out, you can't see me for a week (Wow)
[Chorus: Lil Tecca]
I could tell she mine the way she show me love (The way she show me love)
I could tell she mine, said that she wanted some (Wanted some)
No, I don't let it out, I let it bottle up (Bottle up)
I know they don't like me 'cause I don't give a fuck (Yeah)
Extra, all these hoes be extra (Yeah), all these niggas extra (Yeah)
All these hoes be extra (Yeah), all these niggas extra (Yeah)
All these hoes be extra (Yeah), all these niggas extra (Yeah)
All these niggas extra (Yeah, extra), all these niggas extra (Yeah, extra)

[Verse 2: Lil Tecca]
All these niggas extra (Extra)
I just got some more bread (More bread), I just gotta flex up (Yeah)
Niggas, they like origami, 'cause you know they fold up (Fold)
Say it with your chest, nigga, bitch, you gotta bold up (Bold up)
All my bitches and my diamonds, they be icy (All my bitches, all my bitches)
And my shawty with some attitude, she talkin' super spicy (Spicy, spicy)
If you lookin' for that nigga, oh shit, that's who I might be (Where he at?)
And she say she like me, all a sudden she my wifey (Yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bentley on that one way, bitch, I'm ballin' all day (Yeah, ballin' all day)
Boy, you ain't flexin' like this, then what you gon' say? (Oh)
Girl, I ain't wanted you, but now you on the runway (Girl)
Girl, what you wanna do? I see you up in all states, yeah-yeah (Graah)

[Chorus: Lil Tecca]
I could tell she mine the way she show me love (The way she show me love)
I could tell she mine, said that she wanted some (Wanted some)
No, I don't let it out, I let it bottle up (Bottle up)
I know they don't like me 'cause I don't give a fuck (Yeah)
Extra, all these hoes be extra, all these niggas extra (Yeah)
All these hoes be extra (Yeah), all these niggas extra (Yeah)
All these hoes be extra (Yeah), all these niggas extra (Yeah)
All these niggas extra (Yeah), all these niggas extra
[Outro: Lil Tecca]
Extra, yeah-yeah, extra
All these niggas extra, all these niggas
Extra, all these niggas