Bollywood Lil Tecca (Ft. Xanman)

[Intro: Lil Tecca]
Yo', Jalen, where the fuck my beat at?
Yo', Xan
Ayy

[Verse 1: Lil Tecca]
.223 hit that boy in his melon
Boy, you a bitch, you think you a felon
Six full in the clip, nigga, like I'm failing
I'm on my grind, nigga, like a railin'
You fuck with the wrong nigga, yeah, he bailin'
Every line, I'm 'bout to punch in
Look, look, don't touch it
You brought one, I brought a bunch in
All white cast like The Brady Bunch
I don't even like rappin', this shit ain't fun, yeah
Uh, but I'm still number one, huh
I was born number one, yeah
Finessin' these niggas for fun
Bro got a Glock and it came with a drum
I know I'm 'bout to blow-ow-ow, are you dumb?
I can't fuck these bitches, nigga, like a nun
You niggas is sweet like a honey bun
You niggas is sweet like a Jolly Rancher
AR gon' turn a nigga to a prancer
She gettin' nasty like Dirty Diana
That shorty, she suckin' and fuckin' on camera
You talkin' to me? Better have your man
The dick give her nutrients like a banana
I clean the block, nigga, like a janitor
Shout out the cashier 'cause they ran it up
Got too much racks, gotta band it up
He talkin' shit on my live, I'ma ban him, uh
Off 30 milligrams just for the stamina
She givin' neck, don't bite like Dracula
Keep talkin' that hot, nigga, we gon' pack him up
Got too many cards, nigga, like it's Pokémon
Got rod as a block, can't think 'bout another bond
I can't even drive, I went bought another car
Band that nigga, man, he said I was Hollywood
Got a lil' Arab bitch from Bollywood