Lil Tecca — Yves

(I-I-I—) (I-I-I—) (I-I-I'm working on dying) (BNYX) What the fuck is you on? Shawty, she know I'm a don Beatin' my chest, nigga, King Kong Jeans Yves, nigga, Saint Laurent I get a check, nigga, every month I'm blowin' gas, nigga, every blunt Nowadays, niggas ain't saying none Niggas ain't saying none They know how I been, they know how I live Pull up on your block, but niggas ain't there Talking 'bout Tecca, they couldn't compare And you got a choice in this shit, truth or dare My life a movie, that shit on demand I tell that ho, "Better chill, I'm the man" Blues, she wanna chill off the Xan I went in half and a nigga can't stand now If I pull up, it's a man down I know these niggas be chattin', but fuck it, though I know these niggas be fanned out Nigga say he got a bankroll, not a bankroll if it can't pile One song make a nigga get cocky, lil' nigga better stay in style I'm in this shit with the Mafia, bitch Not in the scene, but I'm still in the mix You said your name, I don't know who you is, is, is, is, is Got a new number, who callin'? Who this? This, this, this, this Your bitch a ho, but it's none of my biz-biz-biz, business My bitch she said I'm too real like Madrid She probably right, you probably right I think I want her, but just for the night I think I want her, but I'm probably high I never got a real reason why Niggas say they want the old me, yeah But these niggas, they don't know me, yeah How you know I even know me yet? How you know I even solved me yet? What the fuck is you on? Shawty, she know I'm a don Beatin' my chest, nigga, King Kong Jeans Yves, nigga, Saint Laurent I get a check, nigga, every month I'm blowin' gas, nigga, every blunt Nowadays, niggas ain't saying none Niggas ain't saying none They know how I been, they know how I live Pull up on your block, but niggas ain't there Talking 'bout Tecca, they couldn't compare And you got a choice in this shit, truth or dare My life a movie, that shit on demand I tell that ho, "Better chill, I'm the man" Blues, she wanna chill off the Xan I went in half and a nigga can't stand now They know how I live, they know how I been Pull up on your block, but niggas ain't there They know how I live, they know how I been Pull up on your block, but niggas ain't there But niggas ain't there, but still I don't care, yeah That's my—that's my— Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh That's my—that's my—