Like I Hoop Yung Bans (Ft. Lil Tecca)

[Chorus: Yung Bans & Lil Tecca]
Yeah, Chrome Heart shorts on my body like I hoop and shit
All these crosses on me, nigga, I'm a walkin' crucifix
Yeah, she say I got problems, baby, I do not know who to fix
Got a new phone, hit my line, I say "Who is this?" (Nick, you're stupid)
I'm like "Who is this?," we so true to this
Shawty suck me like she love me, I don't want a kiss
Yeah, run it, run it, run it, go to Vegas, how I'm stuntin'
Bitch, I'm the shit, plumbin', all of my niggas be gunnin'

[Post-Chorus: Yung Bans]
Drac', it hold a hundred, turn nothin' into somethin'
Make him crash out, he's a crash dummy
Blick on my hip, if you trip, I'm gon' smash somethin'
Hit a hundred licks, all my niggas get that fast money

[Verse: Lil Tecca & Yung Bans]
Yeah, yeah
Gettin' that bag fast, feel like Sonic
'Bout to blow up, nigga, ha, feel like atomic
He say he want work, that's 2K like Ronnie
These hoes ain't shit, they can't get nothin' from me, yeah
I be on that slatt shit, niggas on that rap shit
Tecca hit a back-flip, acrobatic, track shit
Yeah, I went to the mail, I got dumb racks to collect, bitch
He think he a demon, we gon' send his ass to hell, bitch