VOGUE

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Lil Tecca - Rap, East Coast Rap

VOGUE

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[Intro] You forgot the gunshot Dead guys (Next up) Yeah (Brrah) Yeah (Brrah) Yeah (It's 6 in the morning, we in this shit) (Ain't no sleep in this shit, man) Romani, Romani, Romani, Romani (Fuck it, Romani shit, Vercetti shit, Montana shit, niggas know the vibes, man) [Chorus] Yeah, tell her send me the lo', ayy Your location be open Shawty gon' count what I'm holdin' (She count what I'm—) I get fly, I'm Vogue-in' (Vogue, yeah) Know you can tell I was chosen (Wait) Where your friends? I'm tryna make motion (Yeah) Alchemist, I'm tryna make potion (Oh, yeah) Life's a bitch, thought it was extortion (Oh, yeah) Funny how this shit really go (Oh, yeah) Cut her off and now she tryna know (Know) Gеttin' brain, could tell she honor roll (Roll) It ain't shit if evеrybody know (Oh, yeah) Funny how this shit really go (Go) Cut her off and now she tryna know (Oh, yeah) Gettin' brain, could tell she honor roll (Roll) It ain't shit if everybody know (Oh, yeah) [Verse] If you think you the shit, let me know You ain't outside, tell 'em, "Stay indoors" Might throw away like a band on the coat Fuck around, might throw a band on this ho Off of this za', that's a whole different smoke Goin' up like it's wall of Jericho Makin' racks and your nigga makin' posts Hit from the back, I told her, "Pick a pose" Said I can't do it, tell a nigga, "Watch me" Been on my dolo, fuck a posse No, I ain't Spanish, but she call me Papi Niggas gon' fold like it's origami Chrome Hearts pillow, this ain't Murakami She share the love, told me, "We should poly" I'm not opposed if you get a copy One more line turn me to a zombie Fuck is you waitin' for? Catch a body Ayy, I'm worried 'bout shit that I got (I got) I never cared what I had That's old hoes, money, and friends I know everything been goin' fast Ayy, why lately you been talkin' crazy? Ayy, I let it slide 'cause she bad I seen everyone 'round you fake But when I put you on, you get mad [Chorus] Yeah, tell her send me the lo', ayy Your location be open Shawty gon' count what I'm holdin' (She count what I'm—) I get fly, I'm Vogue-in' (I'm Vouge-in', yeah) Know you can tell I was chosen (Wait) Where your friends? I'm tryna make motion (Oh, yeah) Alchemist, I'm tryna make potion (Oh, yeah) Life's a bitch, thought it was extortion (Oh, yeah) Funny how this shit really go (Oh, yeah) Cut her off and now she tryna know (Know) Gettin' brain, could tell she honor roll (Roll) It ain't shit if everybody know (Oh, yeah) Funny how this shit really go (Go) Cut her off and now she tryna know (Oh, yeah) Gettin' brain, could tell she honor roll (Roll) It ain't shit if everybody know (Oh, yeah)

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Credits

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  • Lil Tecca
  • LMG
  • Taz Taylor