Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song JLO , by - Internet Money. Release date: 22.10.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
JLO |
| Yeah, yeah |
| Internet Money, bitch |
| Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah |
| Hahaha, Nick, you’re stupid |
| 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 |
| 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 |