Petit Biscuit Mixed My Taste 4 It

Flyin' my mom to Japan, flyin' my dad to Japan, we in a Benz
We gon' link up with the fam, yeah I'm talkin' MBM, yeah yeah
Buddy I don't ever lack, the choppa make a nigga dance
Versatile, freelance, fuck any bitch nigga, it depends
Only with the shits if you a 10, pickin' any bitch, yeah I'm the man
If you want a feature, give me a grand
Drip on my body, I'm cool like a fan
I can not lose, I was up grindin', they snooze
Fuck all the fightin', be cool
Fuck all the dyin', keep tools

We love you, Tecca

I got a pack, hit 'em and do it again
Fuck it, I'm fuckin' her friend
I got bands, one day I'm flying to France
Juggin' 'til a nigga land
You got a man, know what I do to ya mans?
No I ain't shootin' the hands, took an L, I ain't took one again
Crashed the 'Rari so I hopped in the Benz
So, ooooh, it's crazy how they watch a young nigga gon' move
It's crazy, worry about yourself nigga, make a move
You steady watchin' all the winnin' niggas, you gon' lose
I don't gotta prove, you steady watchin' all the winnin' niggas
You gon' lose, I will never lose

Flyin' my mom to Japan, flyin' my dad to Japan, we in a Benz
We gon' link up with the fam, yeah I'm talkin' MBM, yeah yeah
Buddy I don't ever lack, the choppa make a nigga dance
Versatile, freelance, fuck any bitch nigga, it depends
Only with the shits if you a 10, pickin' any bitch, yeah I'm the man
If you want a feature, give me a grand
Drip on my body, I'm cool like a fan
I can not lose, I was up grindin', they snooze
Fuck all the fightin', be cool
Fuck all the dyin', keep tools

I got a pack, hit 'em and do it again
Fuck it, I'm fuckin' her friend
I got bands, one day I'm flying to France
Juggin' 'til a nigga land
You got a man, know what I do to ya mans?
No I ain't shootin' the hands, took an L, I ain't took one again
Crashed the 'Rari so I hopped in the Benz
So, ooooh, it's crazy how they watch a young nigga gon' move
It's crazy, worry about yourself nigga, make a move
You steady watchin' all the winnin' niggas, you gon' lose
I don't gotta prove, you steady watchin' all the winnin' niggas
You gon' lose, I will never lose

I don't know what's goin' on
I'm gettin' to the racks, now that nigga call me "Bro" (Nigga call me "Bro")
Now they pull up to my show (Now they pull up to my show)
I'm just doin' me, they comparin' all my flows (They comparin' all my flows)
And they don't even know (And they don't even know)
And you don't even know, and we don't even know
I just know I'm 'bout to blow, I just know I'm 'bout to glow

Shout out to my nigga Vell (Yeah), yeah, you know he from the North
Got your bitch, she on my body and she sucking me on soft
Why these niggas talking hot? Boy, you know that you ain't tough
Nigga, I ain't gon' lie, got me really fucked up, really fucked up
Really fucked up, really fucked up
Got me really fucked up, really fucked up
Really fucked up, really fucked up
Got me really fucked up (Brrt)

I swear, I don't fuck with these niggas (Nah)
I'm tired, I act like I fuck with these niggas (Nah)
It's like, 'cause they ain't get fake, I get bigger (Nah)
Sometimes I don't even wanna get bigger
I remember when I didn't look in the mirror
Now I see I'm the man when I look in the mirror (Oh, I'm the man)
Are you really the man that you see in the mirror?
Is that really your gang? Did they help you get here? (Help you get here)
And the fit gon' drip, it don't matter what I wear
I could wear a Nike sweatsuit with a Moncler (With a Moncler)
And it's gon' be angelic as long as I'm here
They say "Lil Tecca, what style in your hair?" ("What style in your hair?")

And a shawty on my body, I don't even want her (Want her)
Real cold outside, I ain't even gon' burr (Fuck that)
Found out that some niggas, they be using me for clout, yeah
Pull up on your block, all my niggas gon' skrt

Shout out to my nigga Vell (Yeah), yeah, you know he from the North
Got your bitch, she on my body and she sucking me on soft
Why these niggas talking hot? Boy, you know that you ain't tough
Nigga, I ain't gon' lie, got me really fucked up, really fucked up
Really fucked up, really fucked up
Got me really fucked up, really fucked up
Really fucked up, really fucked up
Got me really fucked up

Nan, Coco, me fais pas ça
Mmh, mmh
Wejdene

J'ai remarqué qu't'étais chelou, t'étais où depuis tout à l'heure ?
Me fais pas les yeux doux, j'suis ta meuf ou ta sœur ?
Tu n'peux pas me quitter, j'suis désolé coco
Et la meuf que tu fréquentes, figure-toi que j'la co'-co'

Tu veux m'quitter, c'est mort, coco
J'veux plus d'tes efforts, coco
D'ailleurs, j'te réponds plus, coco
Sur Insta', t'es en "vu", coco
Tu veux m'quitter, c'est mort, coco
J'veux plus d'tes efforts, coco
D'ailleurs, j'te réponds plus, coco
Sur Insta', t'es en "vu", coco

C'est une meuf d'Insta', on fleek des dégâts
Elle aime MDK, elle connaît tous les gars
Tu vas tomber dans l'panneau, pour la taper, j'dis pas "non"
Elle fera moins la maligne, sa grosse tête sur mes talons

J't'aurais prévenu, avec elle, t'iras pas loin
Gâché notre relation, tout ça pour une tchoin, coco

Tu veux m'quitter, c'est mort, coco
J'veux plus d'tes efforts, coco
D'ailleurs, j'te réponds plus, coco
Sur Insta', t'es en "vu", coco
Tu veux m'quitter, c'est mort, coco
J'veux plus d'tes efforts, coco
D'ailleurs, j'te réponds plus, coco
Sur Insta', t'es en "vu", coco

Aujourd'hui, tu reviens doucement, c'est mort
T'as parlé à toutes mes copines, mais bon, c'est mort
Maintenant, j'ai mon gars, besoin qu'on est là
Il connaît mama, j'ai même la bague au doigt
T'es tombé dans l'petit trou, aujourd'hui, dis-moi elle est où ?
Peut-être en boîte de nuit, dans le Sud ou à Saint-Lô

J't'aurais prévenu, avec elle, t'iras pas loin
Gâché notre relation, tout ça pour une tchoin, coco

Tu veux m'quitter, c'est mort, coco
J'veux plus d'tes efforts, coco
D'ailleurs, j'te réponds plus, coco
Sur Insta', t'es en "vu", coco
Tu veux m'quitter, c'est mort, coco
J'veux plus d'tes efforts, coco
D'ailleurs, j'te réponds plus, coco
Sur Insta', t'es en "vu"

Unë kam faje
Ti je shku edhe nuk e di ka je
E di që don ti me dale
Krejt ti dho veç me t'pas ty amante
E shoh krejt n'panorama-ama-ama
Krejt panorama
E shoh krejt panorama-ama-ama
Krejt panorama

Tana ti plotësoj nuk janë veç fjalë (no)
Panorama view, unë e shoh der n'hanë
Ku jemi sot? Ku jena kon? (Hahaha)
Ey, all the way up si me dron (Brrah)
Zonin tem pe dëgjon, jo vetëm n'radio po n'telefon, ey
Edhe n'beauty salon, folin për mu nuk e di sa më don
Aman aman, tash e di që ti mirë e ke pas
Jeta krejt hallakama, tash jam nalt panorama

Unë kam faje
Ti je shku edhe nuk e di ka je (ayo)
E di që don ti me dale
Krejt ti dho veç me t'pas ty amante
E shoh krejt n'panorama-ama-ama
Krejt panorama
E shoh krejt panorama-ama-ama
Krejt panorama (Brr oh)

[Xhensila Myrtezaj:]
Po don me m'pas in tu cama
Duket pak si panorama
Policin e ke ti nga mbrapa
Je do djalë I keq I ke bo tana
Nuk don me m'pa ti me tjetërkon
Ata s'e dinë unë e jotja jam, ey
Ti po lun edhe pse po m'don
I just wanna be your number one, babe
Fati-fati-fatin e kena
Nuk kom me ni unë mo si ti, jo
Kanihere zihna e nuk shihna
Kamera na po bojna, po bojna

E din që ke faje
Ti je shku edhe nuk e di ka je (ayo)
E di që don ti me dale
Krejt ti dho veç me t'pas ty amante
E shoh krejt n'panorama-ama-ama
Krejt panorama
E shoh krejt panorama-ama-ama
Krejt panorama

[Ardian Bujupi {Xhensila Myrtezaj}:]
Hajde knejna (ey), nuk ja vlen ma (ey)
Kjo o cama, panorama (ey ey)
{Hajde knejna (ey), nuk ja vlen ma (ey)}
{Kjo o cama, panorama (oh)}
Hajde knejna (oh), nuk ja vlen ma (oh)
Kjo o cama, panorama (oh yeah yeah)
{Hajde knejna (ah yeah), nuk ja vlen ma}
{Kjo o cama, panorama}

I can't breathe (Chopsquad), I can't breathe, 999
Waiting for the exhale
I toss my pain with my wishes in a wishing well

I can't breathe, I'm waiting for the exhale
Toss my pain with my wishes in a wishing well
Still no luck, but oh, well
I still try even though I know I'm gon' fail
Stress on my shoulders like a anvil
Perky got me itching like a anthill
Drugs killing me softly, Lauryn Hill
Sometimes I don't know how to feel

Ring-ring, phone call from depression
You used my past and my memories as a weapon
On the other line, I talk to addiction, huh
Speaking of the devil, all the drugs, I miss them
This can't be real, is it fiction?
Somethin' feels broke, need to fix it
I cry out for help, do they listen?
I'ma be alone until it's finished

This is the part where I tell you I'm fine
But I'm lying, I just don't want you to worry
This is the part where I take all my feelings and hide 'em
'Cause I don't want nobody to hurt me

I can't breathe, I'm waiting for the exhale
Toss my pain with my wishes in a wishing well
Still no luck, but oh, well
I still try even though I know I'm gon' fail
It's stress on my shoulders like a anvil
Perky got me itching like a anthill
Drugs killing me softly, Lauryn Hill
Sometimes I don't know how to feel

Sometimes I don't know how to feel
Let's be for real
If it wasn't for the pills, I wouldn't be here
But if I keep taking these pills, I won't be here, yeah
I just told y'all my secret, yeah
It's tearing me to pieces
I really think I need them
I stopped taking the drugs and now the drugs take me

This is the part where I tell you I'm fine
But I'm lying, I just don't want you to worry
This is the part where I take all my feelings and hide 'em
'Cause I don't want nobody to hurt me

I can't breathe, I'm waiting for the exhale
Toss my pain with my wishes in a wishing well
Still no luck, but oh, well
I still try even though I know I'm gon' fail
It's stress on my shoulders like a anvil
Perky got me itching like a anthill
Drugs killing me softly, Lauryn Hill
Sometimes I don't know how to feel

I get money when I want to
I get bitches when I want to
Tote this pistol when I want to
Money dance step, hit the one-two

You can't pop like this (Uh, uh)
Everybody want my swag, everybody want my drip (Uh, uh)
Had to tell 'em, "Back-back," tell 'em get off my dick (Uh, uh)
Watch me do the money-dance, watch me hit my skip (Uh, uh)
Bet you can't do it like this, no you can't do it like this

I get money when I want to
I get bitches when I want to
Tote this pistol when I want to
Money dance step, hit the one-two
Oh you paid? Well, bitch, I'm paid too
Don't talk to me, I'll talk to you
If it's fuck me, then it's fuck you
Yeah, it's middle finger, fuck you

Everybody know I got bands on the way
Yes, I make, yes, I make bands every day
Everybody been know that I'm getting paid
That I'm gettin', that I'm gettin', that I'm gettin' paid

'Cause you can't pop like this (Uh, uh)
Everybody want my swag, everybody want my drip (Uh, uh)
Had to tell 'em, "Back-back," tell 'em get off my dick
Watch me do the money-dance, watch me hit my skip (Uh, uh)
Bet you can't do it like this, no you can't do it like this

I get money when I want to
I get bitches when I want to
Tote this pistol when I want to
Money dance step, hit the one-two
Oh you paid? Well, bitch, I'm paid too
Don't talk to me, I'll talk to you
If it's fuck me, then it's fuck you
Yeah, it's middle finger, fuck you

Play me a sad song, yeah
I wanna move, I wanna drink it by the bottle
It's complicated, yeah
But mixing feelings with tequila gets me wasted

I get that message when you ignore
Blue tick on my text and miss my calls
You take shots at me so I take note
When I hit the floor

I'm dancing without you, —out you, —out you
Dancing without you, —out you, —out you
Tell strangers about you, —bout you, —bout you
You're not here to take me home
So I'll party on my own
I'm dancing without you, —out you, —out you
Dancing without you, —out you, —out you
We'll leave any time soon, time soon, time soon
You're not here to take me home
So I'll party on my own

Keep up the tempo, yeah
Don't miss the beat, don't miss the words, don't miss your tango
There's no debating, yeah
Remixing love songs, fill my drink [?] sends me crazy

I get that message when you ignore
Blue tick on my text and miss my calls
You take shots at me so I take note
When I hit the floor

I'm dancing without you, —out you, —out you
Dancing without you, —out you, —out you
Tell strangers about you, —bout you, —bout you
You're not here to take me home
So I'll party on my own
I'm dancing without you, —out you, —out you
Dancing without you, —out you, —out you
We'll leave any time soon, time soon, time soon
You're not here to take me home
So I'll party on my own
So I'll party on my own

I'm dancing without you, —out you, —out you
You're not here to take me home
So I'll party on my own
So I'll party on my own