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Lil Tecca - Angelic Anthem Lyrics

[Intro: Yung Fazo]
Yeah, grrah
Yeah
Ah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
(We love you, Tecca)
Woah

[Chorus: Yung Fazo]
Running that bitch like a track meet
I'm gon' fuck her right up in the backseat
Y'all in last, you cannot pass me
Once I win, I ain't coming last place
Lavish bad bitch, she be doing the most
Fuck her real good, I be grabbing her throat
Now I got Balenci' right on the coat
It's been a lil' minute but I'm in my zone (yeah, yeah)
I be right up, I'm the GOAT
Stacking these bands, I get it on the low
We finna pull up aiming out a scope
She wanna talk but I told that bitch hold up
Give me a minute, I'm getting my dough up
Sip too much lean, man, I think I might throw up
I was down bad but I had to just glow up

[Verse 1: Yung Fazo]
Yеah, yeah
Watch with the diamonds, it's right on the wrist
I'm moving slow, bitch, I'm sipping on Triss
You talk down thеn you getting hit
She wanna fuck, I give her dick
With the Angels and you know we lit
On my boots, man, I'm rocking the Ricks
[Bridge: BabySantana]
Yeah, yeah
Yeah, woah, yeah
Woah, yeah, yeah
Oh, yeah, yeah
Yeah, woah, yeah
Woah, yeah, yeah
(Ayy, pass me the lighter, bro)

[Verse 2: BabySantana]
We make him run like a track meet, uh
She give me brain in the backseat, huh
If you want the smoke, you can @ me, uh
Red Converse with the khaki's, huh
That little boy broke and he not getting cash, that little boy not getting rackies, huh
I keep a stick in my pocket at all times, so you know I'm not lacking, huh
I feel like Tec 'cause I need me a grammy
She come to the crib and she took off her panties
Can't watch all this money, I need me a nanny
Got a white shooter, I think his name was Stanley
On my demon time, man, I might come for your family
Got a white girl, I think she off a Xanny
Tec sent the beat, me and Fazo, we ran it
And I know he mad 'cause his girlfriend be fanning
Ah, woah (We finna-)
[Chorus: Yung Fazo & BabySantana]
We finna run that bitch like a track meet, uh
I'm gon' fuck her right up in the backseat
Y'all in last, you cannot pass me
Once I win, I ain't coming last place
Lavish bad bitch, she be doing the most
Fuck her real good, I be grabbing her throat
Now I got Balenci' right on the coat
It's been a lil' minute but I'm in my zone (yeah, yeah)
I be right up, I'm the GOAT
Stacking these bands, I get it on the low
We finna pull up aiming out a scope
She wanna talk but I told that bitch hold up
Give me a minute, I'm getting my dough up
Sip too much lean, man, I think I might throw up
I was down bad but I had to just glow up