Internet Money – JLO (feat. Lil Tecca)


Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, Nick just passed me the beat, I’ma kill it
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Internet Money, bitch (Yeah)
Yeah

When I’m gone, please don’t tell me that you love and you miss a nigga
Don’t play my songs ’cause when I’m around, you didn’t fuck with a nigga
And I know I’m wrong
I got two twin Glocks, go and gon’ get a nigga
You love her but I get her wetter, nigga
Bitch, I’m Tecca, I know I’m the better nigga

Yeah, lay low, I got to pour up some legal
Bad little light skin, J Lo
I need a drink, Faygo
And I know she wan’ fuck, she won’t say no
And I really want her but she play though
And she bendin’ her body like Play-Doh
I know they gon’ hate, I don’t care what they say though
Say though, say though, say though

Bitch, I got bands, I know they plottin’ on me, yeah
She need me like a drug, but she think she’d OD, yeah
Lil’ baby, I fuck with you
I hope that I don’t fall in love with you
And if that happen then I’m dubbin’ you
‘Cause I cannot fuck with the cuffin’ too, yeah-yeah

When I’m gone, please don’t tell me that you love and you miss a nigga
Don’t play my songs ’cause when I’m around, you didn’t fuck with a nigga
And I know I’m wrong
I got two twin Glocks, go and gon’ get a nigga
You love her but I get her wetter, nigga
Bitch, I’m Tecca, I know I’m the better nigga

Yeah, lay low, I got to pour up some legal
Bad little light skin, J Lo
I need a drink, Faygo
And I know she wan’ fuck, she won’t say no
And I really want her but she play though
And she bendin’ her body like Play-Doh
I know they gon’ hate, I don’t care what they say though
Say though, say though, say though

Hate me in public and love me in private
One day I’ma be on an island
One day I’ma own an island
That shawty a ho, she wildin’
I’m Tecca Romani, bitch
I got the drip, don’t need a stylist
I walk in the spot, see like ten bad hoes, who the wildest?

You know what I is, bitch, you want me, yeah
Bitches used to called me ugly, yeah
I turned to Tecca, I got money, yeah
You stupid or stupid? You dummy, yeah
I got to keep it a hundred, yeah
Keep it a hundred, yeah
Keep it a hundred, yeah
Always keep it a hundred, yeah

I can’t take vacations, vacations
They say “Tec’, you made it,” don’t say congratulations
Support me now but you late, yeah
‘Member niggas that used to hate, yeah
Niggas always gon’ hate, yeah
Niggas always gon’ hate, yeah

When I’m gone, please don’t tell me that you love and you miss a nigga
Don’t play my songs ’cause when I’m around, you didn’t fuck with a nigga
And I know I’m wrong
I got two twin Glocks, go and gon’ get a nigga
You love her but I get her wetter, nigga
Bitch, I’m Tecca, I know I’m the better nigga

Yeah, lay low, I got to pour up some legal
Bad little light skin, J Lo
I need a drink, Faygo
And I know she wan’ fuck, she won’t say no
And I really want her but she play though
And she bendin’ her body like Play-Doh
I know they gon’ hate, I don’t care what they say though
Say though, say though, say though

Say though, say though
Say though


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