Amigo
(专辑: We Love You Tecca - 2019)
I
like this song We love you, Tecca Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah I
just ran into your chick, ooh, she like that Just mixed the
Bape with the
Simons, my bad And you fell in love, so sad You wish that you could go back to when she said call back He came with that drip and left with a
toe tag I
went to the
mall, I
walked out with more bags They say a
nigga heart cold, ain't talking polar Send that boy to the
stars, now he talking solar And I
feel like Chris Paul with the
floater Ain't believe I
had that sauce, yeah, I
had to show her Remember when I
wanna link, they ain't wanna show up Funny how they hit my jack, see a
nigga blowing up Hit my phone, say you popular, I
ain't popular Yeah, chopper hit him, have him singing pop with us Yeah, how you say you gang if you ain't pop with us? And I
remember all them times they ain't fuck with us Yeah, fuck the
opps, fuck the
opps I
see right through these niggas, I
see through they noggin Boy, you begging for attention, you ain't really popping And you can't hang with the
gang, you ain't really gon' pop shit And practice makes perfect, so the
star, had to polish And I
only hang with day ones, you already know how I'm rocking If he talking bullshit, I
don't even know why you talking All these niggas gon' be fake, real man, I
know how to start it I
just ran into your chick, ooh, she like that Just mixed the
Bape with the
Simons, my bad And you fell in love, so sad You wish that you could go back to when she said call back He came with that drip and left with a
toe tag I
went to the
mall, I
walked out with more bags They say a
nigga heart cold, ain't talking polar Send that boy to the
stars, now he talking solar And you fell in love, that's your fault Got racks in the
vault, in New York like stocks And she showing off her parts, he get smoked like a
cart And I
know she wanna come and crop in the
Porsche That's like crying on a
horse, your nigga a
dork I
cannot focus, I
might hop up in a
Ford And my memory real bad, I
think I
just ran out of storage That's an opp right there, yeah, catch him, finna floor it I
just ran into your chick, ooh, she like that Just mixed the
Bape with the
Simons, my bad And you fell in love, so sad You wish that you could go back to when she said call back He came with that drip and left with a
toe tag I
went to the
mall, I
walked out with more bags They say a
nigga heart cold, ain't talking polar Send that boy to the
stars, now he talking solar