Ratchet Lil Tecca

[Intro]
Oh, oh-oh
Oh-oh, oh

[Pre-Chorus]
Ride with that TEC, dissemble that
I'm breakin' her back, remember that
She wanna hit up my phone, got a nigga mad
And these Gaultier came with a new tag
And now I can see why they mad
And now I can see why they mad
And now I can see why she bad
And now I can see why she bad

[Chorus]
My bitch, she gettin' racks, yeah, woah
My money, gotta bag it, woah
My chop, gotta bag it, woah
I love my hoes ratchet, woah
I love my hoes ratchet, woah
I love my hoes ratchet, woah
Throw them ones, shawty, bag it, woah
Say that she never let go

[Verse]
Buck with you, ayy, keep it a buck with me
She wanna ride around, said that shit lovely
I love that she know what I'm rockin', she told me she love this piece
You couldn't last in my shoes, unless you come back with no crease
They talkin' 'bout that shit, I done it, I done it
I don't even care 'bout them niggas, we know I care 'bout them hundreds
When you really want this shit, you don't ever feel accomplished
I do what I want in this shit and I say that shit the loudest