Lil Tecca, Lil Mosey - Xtra lyrics

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

[Lil Tecca, Lil Mosey - Xtra lyrics]

Niggas extra (Mhm, I miss you, Bryce)
I said all these bitches extra
(Ayo, is that twoprxducers?)
All these niggas, all these niggas (Oh, woah)

I could tell she mine the
Way she show me love i could tell she mine
Said that she wanted some (Wanted some)
No, I don't let it out, I let it bottle up
(Bottle up) i know they don't like me 'cause
I don't give a fuck (yeah)
Extra, all these hoes be extra
(yeah) , all these niggas extra (yeah)
All these hoes be extra
(yeah) , all these niggas extra (yeah)
All these hoes be extra
(yeah) , all these niggas extra (yeah)
All these niggas extra
(yeah) , all these niggas extra

Yeah, they been, uh, yeah, they been, uh (Uh)
They been extra since I pulled
Up in a foreign, yeah
(Skrrt)
I ain't tryna fuck that ho 'cause she borin'
(Lil' bitch)
Yeah, all my niggas ballin', yeah, we scorin'
(Scorin')
All she worried 'bout that check and, yeah
We know 'bout it she was tryna get my heart
But she don't got it (Ha)
I be stayin' to myself
Don't fuck with nobody (Oh yeah)
She be sayin' I'm the one
Like she know 'bout it (What?)
Takes a whole lot to get next to me (Me)
I seen niggas switchin' sides
You can't be where I be
And you don't know none about me
You ain't seen what I seen (yeah)
Put a bitch in time-out
You can't see me for a week (Wow)

I could tell she mine the
Way she show me love
(The way she show me love)
I could tell she mine
Said that she wanted some (Wanted some)
No, I don't let it out, I let it bottle up
(Bottle up) i know they don't like me 'cause
I don't give a fuck (yeah)
Extra, all these hoes be extra
(yeah) , all these niggas extra (yeah)
All these hoes be extra
(yeah) , all these niggas extra (yeah)
All these hoes be extra
(yeah) , all these niggas extra (yeah)
All these niggas extra
(yeah, extra) , all these niggas extra (yeah
Extra)

All these niggas extra (Extra)
I just got some more bread
(More bread) , I just gotta flex up (yeah)
Niggas, they like origami
'cause you know they fold up (Fold)
Say it with your chest, nigga, bitch
You gotta bold up (Bold up)
All my bitches and my diamonds, they be icy
(All my bitches, all my bitches)
And my shawty with some attitude
She talkin' super spicy (Spicy, spicy)
If you lookin' for that nigga, oh shit
That's who I might be (Where he at?)
And she say she like me
All a sudden she my wifey (yeah, yeah, yeah)
Bentley on that one way, bitch
I'm ballin' all day (yeah, ballin' all day)
Boy, you ain't flexin' like this
Then what you gon' say? (Oh)
Girl, I ain't wanted you
But now you on the runway (Girl)
Girl, what you wanna do? I see
You up in all states, yeah yeah
(Graah)

I could tell she mine the
Way she show me love
(The way she show me love)
I could tell she mine
Said that she wanted some (Wanted some)
No, I don't let it out, I let it bottle up
(Bottle up) i know they don't like me 'cause
I don't give a fuck (yeah)
Extra, all these hoes be extra
All these niggas extra (yeah)
All these hoes be extra
(yeah) , all these niggas extra (yeah)
All these hoes be extra
(yeah) , all these niggas extra (yeah)
All these niggas extra
(yeah) , all these niggas extra

Extra, yeah yeah, extra
All these niggas extra, all these niggas
Extra, all these niggas

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