Mavericks - Danny Wolf, Lil Tecca, Wav

Yeah, yeah

Danny, I see you

Yeah

I need the bands, straight out the jump

They don’t want beef, the don’t want none

Niggas be playing, I ain’t the one

I ain’t DB like I play for the Suns

They took an L, look what I done

Bands on my head like I’m taking a run

He talkin' hits, while we hit him with some

Let him play hard, he get beat like a drum

I need the bands, straight out the jump

They don’t want beef, the don’t want none

Niggas be playing, I ain’t the one

I ain’t DB like I play for the Suns

They took an L, look what I done

Bands on my head like I’m taking a run

He talkin' hits, well we hit him with some

Let him play hard, he get beat like a drum

Pull up on yo' block nigga, like «What happened?»

Shawty on bluff and think he a savage

Bitch, I’m Lil Tecca, nigga, I ain’t average

Shoot him like Dirk, nigga on the Mavericks

I see a thot, Chris Paul, pass it

Shorty she bad, big, don’t bag it

I’m 'bout to blow up fast, no fraggin'

Baddie a foreign, hair long draggin'

I spit the fire nigga, like a dragon

Lovin' the kid and she lovin' my fashion

I’m in the spot, nigga got status

Fuckin' these bitches when I started rappin'

Nigga you lyin', why you steady cappin'?

Choppa gon' hit him, make him do a back-flip

I got metal, you don’t want static

I got metal, you don’t want static

I’m talkin' shit nigga, I ain’t rappin', I got the dope for real

She white, she snow for real

Them shots, they blow with a kill

Like 300, had to Glo for real

Yeah, don’t assume if you don’t know for real

They think they know me but they don’t for real

Had to do it on my own for real

Matt G, he the bro for real

Made it happen with some time to kill

Made songs, had them lines to spill

Shorty bad, she a dime for real

To the top, had to climb for real

She love the top, now she mine for real

Hol' up, had to scale from the back to the front

You thought I was out, nigga, I ain’t done

Pull up on yo' block nigga, like what happened

Shot on your block for thinkin' he a savage

Bitch, I’m Lil Tecca, nigga, I ain’t average

Shoot him like Dirk, nigga on the Mavericks

I see a thot, Chris Paul, pass it

Shorty she bad, big, don’t bag it

I’m 'bout to blow up fast, no fraggin'

Baddie a foreign, hair long draggin'

I spit the fire nigga, like a dragon

Lovin' the kid and she lovin' my fashion

I’m in the spot, nigga got status

Fuckin' these bitches when I started rappin'

Nigga you lyin', why you steady cappin'?

Choppa gon' hit him, make him do a back-flip

I got metal, you don’t want static

I got metal, you don’t want static