Rolling Lil Tecca

[Intro]
Yeah, we don't know where we goin'
Yeah-ah-ah

[Verse]
I'm with my guys and we goin'
MDMA, yeah, she rollin'
And when we rise? I don't know it (Hahahaha, Nick, you're stupid)
I peeped I got some views, yeah, I noticed
Yeah, I peeped some bitches want me, yeah, I noticed
I got some money but I promise I won't blow it
Some opp nigga's bitch is in my DM tryna blow dick
I don't got my mind on a treesh, yeah, a nigga focused
Brodie off the addy', yeah, you know a nigga focused
He ridin' in the valley, yeah, you know he in the Lotus
R8, rollin', foreign car, stolen
In a rich neighbourhood, playin' music, lore it
I don't drive, but I'm in a foreign, floor it
Rockin' Palm Angels on my body, either blue or orange
And I got a bad bitch, yeah she tight, just like a door hinge
And a nigga goin' up right now, just like a forklift
Yeah, you a fake nigga, I'm a real nigga
Real niggas fuck with real niggas get bigger
Rich niggas only fuck with rich niggas
Fake niggas only fuck with fake niggas
I remember I was no-one, now niggas wanna be my bro now
Niggas stole from me, I can't really trust no-one
I can't really trust no-one, I could only trust the gang
Even gang switched up, nigga, I can't trust the gang
But I won't switch up on me, I won't switch up on myself
Nobody love me like I love
I never gave up in the glow up
You movin' too fast, had to tell her slow up