Internet Money – JLO (ft. Lil Tecca) (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Internet Money - JLO (ft. Lil Tecca) (prod. Taz Taylor & Nick Mira)

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Internet Money unveils yet another, titled “JLO” featuring Lil Tecca. Listen, stream, buy, mp3 download and read the lyrics the song produced by Taz Taylor & Nick Mira.

Internet Money Jlo
Internet Money Jlo

Nick Mira and Taz Taylor have been doing some big things with their Internet Money collective, including a brand new project called B4 The Storm which dropped on Friday. The project features some of the biggest artists in the melodic rap space, including Lil Tecca on the track “JLO.”

As one would expect from such a collaboration, we are met with some pretty upbeat production that complements Tecca’s voice well. Throughout this track, Tecca speaks about a woman he is trying to get with and how he doesn’t want it to go any further than it has to.

Internet Money – JLO (ft. Lil Tecca) (prod. Taz Taylor & Nick Mira)

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Lyrics

[Intro: Lil Tecca]
Yeah (Yeah), yeah (Yeah)
Yeah, Nick just passed me the beat, I’ma kill it
Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
Internet Money, bitch (Yeah), yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Tecca]
When I’m gone
Please don’t tell me that you love and you miss a nigga
Don’t play my songs
‘Cause when I’m around, you didn’t fuck with a nigga
And I know I’m wrong
I got two twin Glocks, go and gon’ get a nigga
You love her but I get her wetter, nigga
Bitch, I’m Tecca, I know I’m the better nigga

[Chorus: Lil Tecca]
Yeah, lay low, I got to pour up some legal
Bad little light skin, J. Lo
I need a drink, Faygo
And I know she wan’ fuck, she won’t say no
And I really want her, but she play, though
And she bendin’ her body like Play-Doh
I know they gon’ hate, I don’t care what they say, though
Say though, say though, say though

[Verse 1: Lil Tecca]
Bitch, I got bands, I know they plottin’ on me, yeah
She need me like a drug, but she think she’d OD, yeah
Lil’ baby, I fuck with you
I hope that I don’t fall in love with you
And if that happen then I’m dubbin’ you
‘Cause I cannot fuck with the cuffin’ too, yeah-yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Tecca]
When I’m gone
Please don’t tell me that you love and you miss a nigga
Don’t play my songs
‘Cause when I’m around, you didn’t fuck with a nigga
And I know I’m wrong
I got two twin Glocks, go and gon’ get a nigga
You love her but I get her wetter, nigga
Bitch, I’m Tecca, I know I’m the better nigga

[Chorus: Lil Tecca]
Yeah, lay low, I got to pour up some legal
Bad little light skin, J. Lo
I need a drink, Faygo
And I know she wan’ fuck, she won’t say no
And I really want her, but she play, though
And she bendin’ her body like Play-Doh
I know they gon’ hate, I don’t care what they say, though
Say though, say though, say though

[Verse 2: Lil Tecca]
Hate me in public and love me in private
One day I’ma be on an island
One day I’ma own a island
That shawty a ho, she wildin’
I’m Tecca Romani, bitch
I got the drip, don’t need a stylist
I walk in the spot
See like ten bad hoes, who the wildest?

[Bridge: Lil Tecca]
You know what I is, bitch, you want me? Yeah
Bitches used to call me ugly, yeah
I turned to Tecca, I got money, yeah
You stupid or stupid? You dummy, yeah
I got to keep it a hundred, yeah
Keep it a hundred, yeah
Keep it a hundred, yeah
No less than a hundred, yeah

[Verse 3: Lil Tecca]
I can’t take vacations
Vacations
They say “Tec’, you made it”
Don’t say congratulations
Support me now but you late, yeah
‘Member niggas used to hate, yeah
Niggas always gon’ hate, yeah
Niggas always gon’ hate, yeah

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Tecca]
When I’m gone
Please don’t tell me that you love and you miss a nigga
Don’t play my songs
‘Cause when I’m around, you didn’t fuck with a nigga
And I know I’m wrong
I got two twin Glocks, go and gon’ get a nigga
You love her but I get her wetter, nigga
Bitch, I’m Tecca, I know I’m the better nigga

[Chorus: Lil Tecca]
Yeah, lay low, I got to pour up some legal
Bad little light skin, J. Lo
I need a drink, Faygo
And I know she wan’ fuck, she won’t say no
And I really want her, but she play, though
And she bendin’ her body like Play-Doh
I know they gon’ hate, I don’t care what they say, though
Say though, say though, say though

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