[Intro: Lil Tecca]
Yo, Pi'erre, you wanna come out here?
Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy-ayy

[Chorus: Lil Tecca]
She say she angel, need a halo
Skrrt off, Sonic, no SEGA
See that boy, he need a prayer
Shawty, you know that they know, ayy
I might just skrrt in that whip, ayy
I'm makin' a beat with a synth, ayy
She said that, "Your flow is so sick," ayy, ayy

[Post-Chorus: Lil Tecca]
Got all of the drip, I go fishing, ayy
Spin on your block, nigga, like a fidget
Been on the block, nigga, on the Ripstick
Lil' angelic nigga, Luv4Clip
I got to the top, nigga like a Ripstick
I just be countin' all them digits
Lil' thotiana wan' me to hit it
But no thots cannot visit

[Verse: Pasto Flocco]
Niggas, they copy, they ridin' the wave
Your bitch pull up, she wanna get slayed
She all on my body, just give me some space
All this shit gettin' hot, nigga, I gotta skate, yeah
Pullin' up in a foreign car
Bad candy, oh, you sippin' Wockhardt
I am angelic, I am a rockstar
Goin' so fast, you think it’s NASCAR
He came in last, yeah, he did a bad job
I ain't passing no ball, jelly faming with that ball
He came in last, yeah, he did a bad job
I ain't passing no ball, jelly faming with that ball
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