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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Tecca
Lil Tecca
Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe
Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe
Lyrics
michael romito
michael romito
Composer
Cameron Choi
Cameron Choi
Composer
Spencer Ruskowski
Spencer Ruskowski
Composer
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lil Tecca
Lil Tecca
Recording Engineer
Census
Census
Producer
Deyflo
Deyflo
Producer
TYTO
TYTO
Producer
Taz Taylor
Taz Taylor
Producer
Tom Norris
Tom Norris
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Oh-yeah, oh-yeah Oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh-yeah Oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh-yeah You tell me if it's a— uh, uh (Oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh-yeah) You tell me if it's a problem, what the fuck you doin' tryna fix me? Smoke a nigga like some marijuana, got no problem, give a nigga fifty You been thinkin' I don't see you call up It ain't cross your mind I'm probably busy? Let you know I don't fuck with the drama Yeah, with all that shit you could miss me Got it flawed, you thinkin' I need one, bitch, I'm ballin' like D1 I can tell when you say that you need love No, you don't really mean love Got it flawed, you thinkin' I need one, bitch, I'm ballin' like D1 I can tell when you say that you need love No, you don't really mean love You runnin' from life, fakes, uh, pass me the blunt, face it You must have thought it wasn't for you Kept me fun, doin' all that chasing Let her know that my life is a maze She don't care 'cause my life is amazing With my bros like Abel and Cain, gettin' chicken My pockets they raising, uh I look up to the GPS, since a youngin' been tryna get toured I could teach you how to flex, always did every time I'm pursuin' Really I be worried 'bout TEC I ain't watchin' what these niggas doin' What I'm worth, I never ask for less Probably really gon' think I was stupid I get it, cool, that's your old ways, can't be what I ask for I gotta go, you said, "No way, you can't leave me that 'lone" Can't lie, been on the wrong way, throwin' the cash, watchin' it fall You been faded, always throwin' it in Watch it dissolve, watch it dissolve You tell me if it's a problem, what the fuck you doin' tryna fix me? Smoke a nigga like some marijuana, got no problem, give a nigga fifty You been thinkin' I don't see you call up It ain't cross your mind I'm probably busy? Let you know I don't fuck with the drama Yeah, with all that shit you could miss me Got it flawed, you thinkin' I need one, bitch, I'm ballin' like D1 I can tell when you say that you need love No, you don't really mean love Got it flawed, you thinkin' I need one, bitch, I'm ballin' like D1 I can tell when you say that you need love No, you don't really mean love Oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh-yeah Oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh-ye Oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh-yeah Oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh-yeah Oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh-yeah Oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh-yeah Oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh-yeah, oh-yeah
Writer(s): Tyler Justin Sharpe, Michael Virgil Romito, Danny Lee Jr. Snodgrass, Spencer Ruskowski, Cameron Choi Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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