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• Artiste: Lil Tecca
• Titre: I Can't Let Go
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Turn me up a couple notches, haha Tell them hoes I need a couple options They know I came to get it started We still trappin' out of private projects (Yeah) I drink a lot of juice I smoke a lot of smoke But don't believe the hype I know these niggas broke I came in with the gang I left out with the hoes They wanna try the beast But I can't let it go Put your back in it Hop out with the racks and shit I been callin' shots and whackin' shit She clean it up, miraculous I couldn't be out here like these niggas, they wack as shit Close your eyes, count to ten, runnin' racks, and make it spin (Woo) I came in with the squad I came in with the glo She can slide here every time She gon' do it like a pro Tryna ride out, go off the radar Nowadays I like bein' remote I don't fuck with these niggas at all I'm prayin' for keeps like I'm L'A Capone You could go do, go do better Keep your head on clutch, nigga, keep your head up I think I been doin' too much, yeah, I been way too fed up Hedi Slimanes, these YSL, these leopard print Margielas You know just what I feel I hate it when it show When you get vu jà dé Think I been here before Know I love your page 'Cause you don't even post Yeah, I been had trust issues Can't let 'em get too close I drink a lot of juice I smoke a lot of smoke But don't believe the hype I know these niggas broke I came in with the gang I left out with the hoes They wanna try the beast But I can't let it go Put your back in it Hop out with the racks and shit I been callin' shots and whackin' shit She clean it up, miraculous I couldn't be out here like these niggas, they wack as shit Close your eyes, count to ten, runnin' racks, and make it spin (Woo) You know I got millis up, I give your bitch a band All the talkin' on the net, I caught him in the rear Bitch, we really in the field, I'll put you in the stand Oh yeah, oh a drill, I been cookin' with my head Put your back in it Hop out with the racks and shit I been callin' shots and whackin' shit She clean it up, miraculous I couldn't be out here like these niggas, they wack as shit Close your eyes, count to ten, runnin' racks, and make it spin (Bugz Ronin, he gon run it up)