Lil Tecca - Phenom Lyrics - Your Own Buddy

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Ahh, ahh
Ahh, yeah
Ahh

Now, mud got me feelin like a phenom
Went to the plug, I tell him need a read out
Drip to the floor, I told him, Pick your feet up
Real hot nigga, bitch, I gotta heat up
Real hot nigga, get up out the spot
Wanna take a flick when I step on the block
Star ring on my finger, baby, cause I know Im gon pop, ayy
All these niggas real still lately, like LeBron, they gon flop, uh
I dont hear no haters lately cause a nigga on top, uh
Its my time, dont gotta watch, uh, to make a hit, bet a lot, uh
Let the heart turn rich, babe
If you want some, just say somethin

I been solo for so long, yeah
I cannot go on
Been a long time since Im feelin right
All I know is wrong
And my fans, yeah, got me feelin right
Always playin my songs, yeah
Bitch niggas say they love the gossip
Whole time I dont know
I been solo for so long, yeah
I cannot go on
Been a long time since Im feelin right
All I know is wrong
And my fans, yeah, got me feelin right
Always playin my songs, yeah
Bitch niggas say they love the gossip
Whole time I dont know, uh

Rap, rap
I feel like Nav, Ima tap, tap
You in my space, back back
Keyboard space, back back
You gon regret if you lack
Cause that might be the last time
We just caught that boy, he end quick like a Vine
Im just talkin shit, I dont care if I rhyme
Adam just popped that Perc, yeah, that nigga, he flyin
She say that Im awesome
She say that she wanna blossom
Just left Barneys, went and bought some
Bust at an opp, yeah, he bout to flock some

Oh, thats your shit? Uh-uh
I dont care, uh-uh
Now its mine, uh-uh
Now you tight, uh-uh
Oh, thats your shit? Uh-uh
I dont care, uh-uh
Now its mine, uh-uh
Now you tight, uh-uh

I do this shit too easy Easy
I swear this shit too easy Easy
I know that nigga dont believe me Dont believe me
Dont care if that nigga believe me
I cant see these niggas like Stevie Brrt
Cant love that shawty, she a fifi
No, I dont show expressions, no, niggas cant read me, ayy
Wave, he just walked up in the buildin, bout to get up Get up, uh
Bout to get up, yeah, we rockin orange sweater, uh
Fuckin bitches, yeah, that bitch, her name is Heather, uh
I get her wet, I think that I control the weather, uh