Grammy Freestyle
Lil Tecca Lyrics


Uh, gang
Squad flexing (squad flexing)
Send you to heaven (send you to heaven)
Yeah

Bitch, I'm turnt up, I feel like I won a Grammy, yeah
Love no thotanese, I know she cannot understand me, yeah
I'm speaking guapanese, I know he cannot understand me, yeah
I'm a real nigga, all you gotta do is hear me out
Please don't judge me if you do not know my past, now
Men in Black, sign that waiver or they blast now
I don't gotta swindle, I'ma let you know the fast route
Swerving in that big truck, we got bullet-proof glass now

Bitch, I'm turnt up, I feel like I won a Grammy, yeah
I'm speaking guapanese, I know he cannot understand me, yeah
Love no thotanese, I know she cannot understand me, yeah
I'm a real nigga, all you gotta do is hear me out
Please don't judge me if you do not know my past, now
Men in Black, sign that waiver or they blast now
I don't gotta swindle, I'ma let you know the fast route
Swerving in that big truck, we got bullet-proof glass now

Straight flexing, she neckin'
I got them diamonds on my necklace, they steady dancing
She calling my phone sayin' she a blessing
She fake like her nigga chain, but I can't test it, yeah
I'm a busy man, she said, "What you doing Saturday?"
I just woke up, I already made a band today
Fucked a new nigga bitch, I just got a new fan today
He just found out that she cheated, turned him to a new man today, yeah-yeah
She think her nigga got money, he scam, yeah
Without that AP, shit, he rock Truey and Vans, yeah
I put my all in this music, I ain't had no second plan, yeah
And some niggas switched up, man, I thought you was my fam', yeah
Bitch, I'm turnt up, I feel like I won the lottery
I started making music, now these niggas wanna copy me
Bitch, you not me, so you can't finesse my melody
Niggas in the stu' and I know they think a lot of me

Bitch, I'm turnt up, I feel like I won a Grammy, yeah
Love no thotanese, I know she cannot understand me, yeah
I'm speaking guapanese, I know he cannot understand me, yeah
I'm a real nigga, all you gotta do is hear me out
Please don't judge me if you do not know my past, now
Men in Black, sign that waiver or they blast now
I don't gotta swindle, I'ma let you know the fast route
Swerving in that big truck, we got bullet-proof glass now

Glass now
Send you to heaven, heaven
Like Ginóbili with the left hand


Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC



Written by: Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe, Zephaniah France

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[Intro]
Uh, Gang
Squad flexing (squad flexing)
[See you in heaven]
Yeah

[Chorus]
Bitch, I'm turnt up I feel like I won a Grammy, yeah
Love no Thotanies I know she cannot understand me, yeah
Speaking guapanese I know he cannot understand me, yeah
I'm a real nigga all you gotta do is hear me out
Please don't judge me if you do not know my past, now
Men in black, sign that waver or they blast, now
I don't gotta shooter imma let you know that facts now
Swerving in that big truck we got bullet-proof glass, now
Bitch, I'm turnt up I feel like I won a Grammy, yeah
I'm speaking guapanese I know he cannot understand me, yeah
Love no Thotanies I know she cannot understand me, yeah
I'm a real nigga all you gotta do is hear me out
Please don't judge me if you do not know my past, now
Men in black, sign that waver or they blast, now
I don't gotta shooter imma let you know the facts, now
Swerving in that big truck we got bullet-proof glass, now

[Verse]
Straight flexing, she nagging
I got them diamonds on my necklace they stay dancing
She calling my phone saying, she a blessing
She fake like a nigga chain but I can't test it
Yeah, I'm a busy man she said, 'What you doing Saturday?'
I just woke up I already made a band today
Fuck a new nigga bitch, I just got a new fan today
He just found out that she cheated, turned into a new man today
Yeah, yeah
She think her nigga got money he scamming, yeah
Without that AP shit he rock, Truey and Vans, yeah
I put my all in this music I ain't had no second plan, yeah
And some niggas switched up, man I thought you was my fam, yeah
Bitch, I'm turnt up I feel like I won the lottery
I started making music, now these niggas wanna copy me
Bitch you not me so you can't finesse my melody
Niggas in the stu' and I know they think a lot of me

[Chorus]
Bitch, I'm turnt up I feel like I won a Grammy, yeah
Love no Thotanies I know she cannot understand me, yeah
Speaking guapanese I know he cannot understand me, yeah
I'm a real nigga all you gotta do is hear me out
Please don't judge me if you do not know my past, now
Men in black, sign that waver or they blast, now
I don't gotta shooter imma let you know that facts now
Swerving in that big truck we got bullet-proof glass, now



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7 swervy

anyone bumping this in 2021, actually curious

DylanManeofficial

2022

xabotaged

@Jayballin listened to this song around in 2020 just found it in my playlist again lo

Jayballin

2022 bro u late

xabotaged

bumping in 2022 rn 💪

bl¡nk

still in 2022

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ry

i’m back a year and half later. this is still his most underrated song

Ria Reddy

No “count me out” is

Pavel Everest

oonnnngggggggggg

RCK Quin

Here half a year later still bumping this

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