Lil Tecca - I CAN'T LET GO (feat. Don Toliver) lyrics

[Pre-Chorus, Don Toliver]
Turn me up a couple notches
Tell them hoes I need a couple options
They know I came to get it started
We still trappin' out of private projects
(Yeah)

[Chorus, Don Toliver]
I drink a lot of juice
I smoke a lot of smoke
But don't believe the hype
I know these niggas broke
I came in with the gang
I left out with the hoes
They wanna try the beast, yeah
I can't let it go
Put your back in it
Hop out with the racks and shit
I been callin' shots and whackin' shit
She clean it up, miraculous
I couldn't be out here like


These niggas, they whack as shit
Close your eyes, count to ten
Runnin' racks and make it spin
(Woo)

[Verse 1, Lil Tecca]
I came in with the squad
I came in with the glo (Woo)
She can slide here every time
She gon' do it like a pro (Graah)
Tryna ride out, go off the radar
Nowadays I like being remote
I don't fuck with these niggas at all
I'm prayin' for keeps like I'm L'A Capone
You could go do, go do better (Yeah)
Keep your head on clutch, nigga
Keep your head up
I think I been doin' too much, yeah
I been way too fed up (Way too fed up)
Hedi Slimanes, these YSL
These leopard print Margielas

[Bridge, Lil Tecca]
You know just what I feel
I hate it when it show
When you get vu jà dé, thin
I been here before
Know why I love your page
'cause you don't even post
Yeah, I been had trust issues
Can't let 'em get too close

[Chorus, Don Toliver]
I drink a lot of juice
I smoke a lot of smoke
But don't believe the hype
I know these niggas broke
I came in with the gang
I left out with the hoes
They wanna try the beast
Yeah, I can't let it go
Put your back in it, hop out
With the racks and shit
I been callin' shots and whackin' shit
She clean it up, miraculous
I couldn't be out here like
These niggas, they whack as shit
Close your eyes, count to ten
Runnin' racks and make it spin
(Woo)

[Verse 2, Don Toliver]
You know I got milli's up
I give your bitch a band (Wait)
All the talkin' on the net
I caught him in the rear
Bitch, we really in the field
I'll put you in the stand
Oh yeah, ride the drill
I been cookin' with my head

[Chorus, Don Toliver]
Put-put your back in it
Hop out with the racks and shit
I been callin' shots and whackin' shit
She clean it up, miraculous (Ah)
I couldn't be out here like
These niggas, they whack as shit
Close your eyes, count to ten
Runnin' racks and make it spin
(Woo)

[Outro]
(Bugz Ronin, he gon' run it up)