Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song VIRGO , by - Lil Tecca. Release date: 31.08.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
VIRGO |
| …I don’t know why, but she sound like «Oh my God» |
| I just hopped in the 'Rari, bitch like, «Oh my,» uh |
| Said, «Oh my God» (Hahaha, Nick you’re stupid) |
| Them blue ones, I be countin' Benji’s |
| I got your ho, yeah, tryna be my friend of me |
| Her nigga my enemy, he wan' be an angel |
| Hop on the scene, everybody better lay low |
| Pull up to your party with my bitch, we left with two hoes |
| And we get it crazy baby, pull up, left with two more |
| If I don’t do nothin', you know I count them blue notes |
| Don’t fuck with too many niggas, I might just hop in that two-door |
| Don’t let me get that, don’t let me get that |
| Don’t be mad 'cause your bitch let me hit that |
| Lil' nigga, you know, you ain’t with that |
| You shootin' your shot, you a brick brack |
| I can’t see all these niggas, they too low |
| I can’t wait to hit it, that’s a new low |
| Yeah, baby you know |
| We get big bags, I advise you should know |
| Woah, baby, I advise you should know |
| I know your nigga can’t do it like this |
| Say I got ice, I got two on my wrist |
| Your shorty, she on my body doin' tricks |
| He talkin' that hot, he want me to blick |
| Them blue ones, I be countin' Benji’s |
| I got your ho, yeah, tryna be my friend of me |
| Her nigga my enemy, he wan' be an angel |
| Hop on the scene, everybody better lay low |
| Pull up to your party with my bitch, we left with two hoes |
| And we get it crazy baby, pull up, left with two more |
| If I don’t do nothin', you know I count them blue notes |
| Don’t fuck with too many niggas, I might just hop in that two-door |
| Two-door, two-door (Yeah) |
| Two-door, two-door (Ah-ah) |
| Niggas speakin'… |
| …get fast, now you change when you niggas know… |
| …don't know nothin', put that on my life |
| Put that on my guys, bake a nigga like a pie |
| Hate me for no reason, yeah, nigga… |
| …he must be tired, ayy |
| Hittin' niggas I despise |
| Them blue ones, I be countin' Benji’s |
| I got your ho, yeah, tryna be my friend of me |
| Her nigga my enemy, he wan' be an angel |
| Hop on the scene, everybody better lay low |
| Pull up to your party with my bitch, we left with two hoes |
| And we get it crazy baby, pull up, left with two more |
| If I don’t do nothin', you know I count them blue notes |
| Don’t fuck with too many niggas, I might just hop in that two-door |
| Them blue ones, I be countin' Benji’s |
| I got your ho, yeah, tryna be my friend of me |
| Her nigga my enemy, he wan' be an angel |
| Hop on the scene, everybody better lay low |