K-pop Lyrics

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 addict 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 own 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
Ayy shout out Ginseng
You know how we fuckin' comin'
Fuck outta here nigga
Man these niggas bitches