Lil Tecca, The Kid LAROI - Lined lyrics

Lil Tecca [Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe] Queens, New York. U.S.

[Lil Tecca, The Kid LAROI - Lined lyrics]

In a green-bean Tesla
Pull up to your block in a green-bean Tesla
I said green-bean Tesla  (Go 'head, O)
Okay (Ayy) ,  okay (yeah)
Ayy (Danny, I see you)

That nigga, he cap, he lie
No, I cannot tell on my guys
Solid nigga on the rise
In my space, need mine
Look in his eyes, you see that he fried
Likin' my songs, she say that I'm fire
Bitch, you a dub, you used to be dry, yeah
Pull up on the avenue in a green-bean Tesla
Please don't talk to me, yeah
You can get wet up
Yeah, she look innocent but you
Can get set up
Yeah, you thought you was fuckin' but
You died when you met her

You got lined, you got lined, you
Got lined, you got lined, yeah
That's why I can't trust no ho
I can't trust a ho (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, she fine, yeah, she fine
Yeah, she fine, yeah, she fine
I can't open up the door
I can't open up the door
Niggas know where I'm at
Niggas know where I'm from
I got bands in the back
I got bands in the front
Shootin' like Kobe, scat
He lie out like a skunk
Alpha male of the room
Hottest nigga of the room

That nigga, he cap, he lie
No, I cannot tell on my guys
Solid nigga on the rise
In my space, need mine
Look in his eyes, you see that he fried
Likin' my songs, she say that I'm fire
Bitch, you a dub, you used to be dry, yeah
Pull up on the avenue in a green-bean Tesla
(yeah) please don't talk to me, yeah
You can get wet up
Yeah, she look innocent but you
Can get set up (yeah, yeah)
Yeah, you thought you was fuckin' but
You died when you met her
(yeah, yeah, uh, yeah)

Hoodie low 'cause I'm 'bout my business, shit
From the bottom of the map, young boy
I stay winning (Australia)
Make it work, that's a given
I talk less, do more, see
You boys stay livid
What the fuck do you take me for?
(What you take?) see, money gettin' tall but
The boy still small
Shawty call my phone, I decline her calls
(I decline that shit)
And they not talkin' rollin' papers when
They say the boy raw (Oh)
And I'm out up in New York
With Lil Tecca, he the dawg
We hit your bitch from the back
Then we make her do the walk
It go, switch, yeah, switch, yeah
Switch, yeah, switch, yeah
And I'm out here in New York
'Bout to get my money long
Oh, yeah, G-Money hit my phone
He said, "The label want some"
I said, "Switch, " yeah, switch, yeah
Switch, yeah, switch

That nigga, he cap, he lie
No, I cannot tell on my guys
Solid nigga on the rise
In my space, need mine
Look in his eyes, you see that he fried
Likin' my songs, she say that I'm fire
Bitch, you a dub, you used to be dry, yeah
Pull up on the avenue in a green-bean Tesla
Please don't talk to me, yeah
You can get wet up
Yeah, she look innocent but you
Can get set up
Yeah, you thought you was fuckin' but
You died when you met her
Pull up on the avenue in a green-bean Tesla
Please don't talk to me, yeah
You can get wet up
Yeah, she look innocent but you
Can get set up
Yeah, you thought you was fuckin' but
You died when you met her

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