Yves
Lil Tecca Lyrics

What the fuck is you on?
What are you thinking/doing?

Shawty, she know I'm a don
The girl knows I'm a boss

Beatin' my chest, nigga, King Kong
Confidently asserting my dominance

Jeans Yves, nigga, Saint Laurent
Wearing expensive designer clothes

I get a check, nigga, every month
I consistently receive a lot of money

I'm blowin' gas, nigga, every blunt
I'm smoking high-quality weed constantly

Nowadays, niggas ain't sayin' none
These days, people aren't saying anything significant/original

They know how I been, they know how I live
People are aware of my lifestyle and past experiences

Pull up on your block, but niggas ain't there
I visit your neighborhood, but none of your crew is around

Talkin' 'bout Tecca, they couldn't compare
People talking about me but they can't measure up

And you got a choice in this shit, truth or dare
You have a decision to make, tell the truth or take a risk

My life a movie, that shit on demand
My life is like a movie, always in demand/attention

I tell that ho, 'Better chill, I'm the man'
I warn that girl to calm down because I'm in charge

Blues, she wanna chill off the Xan
This girl wants to relax using drugs

I went in half and a nigga can't stand now
I shared my money and caused jealousy

If I pull up, it's a man down
If I show up, there will be trouble

I know these niggas be chattin', but fuck it, though
I know these guys are talking, but I don't care

I know these niggas be fanned out
These guys are acting fake/showing off

Nigga say he got a bankroll, not a bankroll if it can't pile
Someone claims to have a lot of money, but it doesn't mean anything if it's not stacked up

One song make a nigga get cocky, lil' nigga better stay in style
One hit song can make someone too confident, he should stay up-to-date

I'm in this shit with the Mafia, bitch
I'm involved with dangerous/connected people

Not in the scene, but I'm still in the mix
I may not be visible, but I'm still involved in everything

You said your name, I don't know who you is, is, is, is, is
You introduced yourself, but I have no idea who you are

Got a new number, who callin'? Who this? This, this, this, this
I changed my phone number, who's calling? Who is this?

Your bitch a ho, but it's none of my biz-biz-biz, business
Your girl is promiscuous, but I don't care

My bitch she said I'm too real like Madrid
My girl thinks I'm genuine/authentic like Real Madrid football club

She probably right, you probably right
She's likely correct, as are you

I think I want her, but just for the night
I'm interested in her, but only for a short-term fling

I think I want her, but I'm probably high
I think I'm attracted to her, but I'm probably under the influence of drugs

I never got a real reason why
I never received a valid explanation

Niggas say they want the old me, yeah
People claim they prefer the old version of me

But these niggas, they don't know me, yeah
But these people don't truly know who I am

How you know I even know me yet?
How can you say you know me when I'm still figuring myself out?

How you know I even solved me yet?
How can you claim I've figured myself out?

They know how I been, they know how I live
They have an understanding of my past and current lifestyle

Pull up on your block, but niggas ain't there
I come to your neighborhood, but your crew is absent

Talkin' 'bout Tecca, they couldn't compare
When discussing me, no one can match up

And you got a choice in this shit, truth or dare
You have a decision to make in this situation, be honest or take a risk

My life a movie, that shit on demand
My life is like a movie, everyone wants to see it

I tell that ho, 'Better chill, I'm the man'
I warn that girl to calm down because I'm in charge

Blues, she wanna chill off the Xan
This girl wants to relax using drugs

I went in half and a nigga can't stand now
I shared my money and caused someone to be envious

They know how I live, they know how I been
People are aware of my lifestyle and past experiences

Pull up on your block, them niggas ain't there
I come to your neighborhood, but your crew is absent

The niggas ain't there, but still I don't care, yeah
Those guys aren't around, but I'm not bothered by it

That's my-, that's my-
That's my- (repeated line for emphasis)

Ooh-ooh, ooh-ooh
Sound effect of excitement/interest

That's my-, that's my-
That's my- (repeated line for emphasis)