Correction Lyrics Code 1337 by Lil Tecca

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We love you, Tecca
Kaiser on the beat

b*t*h, I'm coolin' in the six with a red dot
You feelin' smart, b*t*h, this TEC got insta' head-shots
Kill your brains, have you dead like Freddy Medlock
Tecca Don, b*t*h I'm a Don with this dead shot
My n***as killers, my n***as, they gorillas
My n***as, they some drillers, my n***as, they'll drill you, ayy
b*t*h, I'm coolin' in the six, you a dead opp
You talkin' crazy, have my killers get you wet up
I'm pourin' fours in a double, that's like two bucks
Extended clip came with the laser get your led popped
This .22 got hollow tips, b*t*h, you might get moped
Run up on you, kill your mans, now to the next onе
Run up on you, kill your mans, now you the next one
A couplе bricks, they on the road, I feel like Desmond

TECs, Rugers, Glock 19, shoot you in your bean
n***as aimin' at your melon like you n***as seeds
b*t*h, I'm always in the stu', b*t*h, what is sleep?
Xanmancody, b*t*h, I always keep the heater on me
Moonwalkin' on a b*t*h, Billy ain't you lit
Can't you tell by how I walk? b*t*h, I been the sh*t
Cookin' dope up in my tank, like n***a, where the fish?
Every time I'm in the kitchen, b*t*h, I whip my wrist
Can't you tell by all these diamonds, b*t*h, it's VVs
n***a got more pills than a CVS
Billy Bentley what they say when I walk on stage
Got these b*t*hes going crazy just to see my face
I be chilling with yo' b*t*h, n***a, run my fade
If a n***a run up on me, bet he die today
My n***as crazy, my n***as, they gorillas
Mixed with killers, this ain't spades but we gone deal you

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