Fell In Love

(专辑： TEC - 2023)

She wanna know who I am, she don't give a fuck who I was
I knew that she was a fan, for real, that's why I'm fucking with her
I know you ain't having bands for real, and you know my pockets stuffed
I don't remember her name for real, but I know that she fell in love

DMT, ecstasy, yeah, I'm off them drugs
Yeah, I'm rocking Givenchy, paid two bands for these, yeah
And I ain't talking coffee, but I walk 'round with a mug
Three shots get that nigga off me, bet you won't survive these slugs

I think I'm too young to fall in love
I think she too sprung, I been shot calling her
Yeah, uh, I think she too spoiled, she get what she want, yeah
I just blocked her number, she said, "What you on?"

She said, "You tripping, you moving Holly"
I said, "You tripping, see you on molly"
Gas, riding around in big bodies
Oh, that's your ho? Link her, I said, "Copy"
I got these bands, now she can't get off me
It been a lot of niggas tryna cross me
No, it ain't shit to cut a nigga off
A blessing or lesson, nigga, what you taught?

You ain't heard what I heard, you ain't saw what I saw
I walk through TSA with contraband, I'm breaking the law
I go shopping and I spend a couple bands, that's how I get off
Saw shawty, she was with another man, so I cut her off

I'm titanium, these niggas soft
And I control these hoes like a crane, oh yeah, I'm way too raw
I had to stop talking to my Armenian, 'cause she way too far
I was fucking with her twin, but she stopped fucking with me 'cause I couldn't tell them apart

I was fucking on both of them hoes, that's on God
The Maybach, it came with the Rolls, the Rolls came with the stars
The Patek, it came in rose gold, yeah, I'm living large
I got Balenciaga boots, so like, I'm ready to march
I put cologne all over my clothes like a star
I'm still fucking on my ex bitch, she say I stole her heart
You might not understand it but it's beautiful, my love art
I got under her panties, I'm under her leotard

I pour lean up, I pour fours when I'm parched
See me I'm all bite, all these niggas do is bark
I put the codeine on the ice, yeah, before my night starts
She ain't gonna pull up tonight, unless you got the right car

She wanna know who I am, she don't give a fuck who I was
I knew that she was a fan, for real, that's why I'm fucking with her
I know you ain't having bands for real, and you know my pockets stuffed
I don't remember her name for real, but I know that she fell in love

DMT, ecstasy, yeah, I'm off them drugs
Yeah, I'm rocking Givenchy, paid two bands for these, yeah
And I ain't talking coffee, but I walk 'round with a mug
Three shots get that nigga off me, bet you won't survive these slugs

I think I'm too young to fall in love
I think she too sprung, I been shot calling her
Yeah, uh, I think she too spoiled, she get what she want, yeah
I just blocked her number, she said, "What you on?"