Album Name

why u look mad

Artist

Lil Tecca

Genre

랩/힙합

Release Date

2019.12.16

Release Agency

Universal Music Group

why u look mad - Lil Tecca
I like this song we love you Tecca
Why you look so mad Ginseng
Why you look so mad all the time
I like
Fuck out of my face nigga
You niggas bitches
leave me the fuck alone
I don't even fuck with y'all
what the fuck you talkin' 'bout
Tecca
Just woke up I freestyle nigga man
this shit don't stop Yeah yeah
Yeah rockin' Rick Owens on my bitch
she bad got a Gucci crop top
Yeah yeah
Run up on a nigga
get it lit like BIC
if a nigga talkin' hot Bitch
I just make new hit today
nigga mad 'cause I'm hot and
you not New hit
I just pour up a deuce of that cup
Pour up a deuce of that Wock'
That Wock'
And your bitch on my dick
gettin' top
Bitch on my dick
gettin' top Gettin' top
Whole time he think he on top
He an addi'
he sippin' on drop On drop
Man I know that
they don't understand me
whole time and I don't give a fuck
Don't give a fuck
They like Tecca
why you so moody Lil' nigga
I'm just in my mood
Why you so mad
I don't fuck with you niggas
I'm not quiet
I just don't talk to you Talk to my bitch
They say Tecca
why you look mad Lil' nigga
that just be my mood My mood
They say Tecca
why you look mad Lil' nigga
that just be my mood
Two bitches on my dick
they arguin' nigga like Family Feud
They say Tecca switched up
on the gang
lil' nigga yeah
you know it ain't true
Fuck your gang
Some niggas
they stole from me
Some niggas
they flopped on me
Punk-ass niggas
Got your bitch givin' top on me
if a nigga talkin' hot on me
Niggas is bitches
Man some niggas try to steal sauce
nigga think I don't peep that shit
Stealin' the sauce
Man some niggas try to
steal from my house I peep that shit
Steal from my house
I peeped that bitch
she move funny nigga
I peep that shit
And you think that
you gotta watch the opps
whole time
you gotta watch your clique
Watch your own gang
And I see the gang do funny shit
whole time I gotta make that
click On gang
And I know who was real right
that one day I got hit I got hit
Man these niggas think they angelic
I don't even really fuck with you
bitch Yeah
Man this shit too easy
freestyling in the mic
really do this shit Yeah yeah
Fucking so many thots
I damn near forgot
I knew this bitch Yeah
yeah yeah yeah
Man I just got a check
I ain't even gon' lie
I blew this shit 10K
Ran down on a opp crib man
they thought we just moved in Moved in
I don't fuck with no thots
I ain't gon' lie they choosin'
They choosin' you ain't winnin'
I do this I got your bitch
and she fuck with the clique
I don't got no clique
I just gotta die
I stir up the pot
bro sippin' that 'Wock
He can't even walk
I got the gas no NOS
Gas no NOS gas no NOS
Ay shout out Ginseng
You know how we fuckin' comin'
fuck outta here nigga
Man these niggas bitches