Name: MR10BANDZZZ [PROD.FOI] (SNIPPET) by Tecc
Duration: 2 min 41 s
Description: COMPILATION OF SNIPPETS, FREESTYLES AND OLD TRACKS BY TECH PLUG

Old News II (ft FUGLYBOI $TRIPE$ x OG x Fetti) (Prod.Fetti x B08 Beatz)

10.)Yessir [Prod.Chee$e] (Bonus Track)

Lyrics:
Chorus:
Fresh Jordan one's on they necks 
How I'm stepping it (iyeaaaah) 
Get it by any means that's the motto 
Finnesing it (finesse) 
Checking my drip it's elegant (Slattt) 
Wearing em off like cardigan 
I'm really him it's evident (evident) 
Niggas talk shit irrelevant 


Verse1:
Stomach grumbling like lambo truck 
I got the drive like Nas car (skrrt) 
Giovvsnni going fas ter (fefefefe) 

Do her like sprite 
I'm doing her dirty 
Growl once 
she be dropping her panties
Cloud 9 
I be high as a fiend 
Uhh 
Fire like gasoline 

Bought me a chata
I'm bout to slide like drift 
I do not pleed no fifth 
Got em on leash like dog
Gave her a chocolate treat 
Really on one indeed 
Leaving the oops deceased 
Choppa on me it go Brrrt
Been in my bag like make up kit 



Rocking a cape I'm saving the day 
I'm feeling like calvary 

Super hero super villain it don't matter 
I gone step on they neck till you bruvv 

Chorus:
Fresh Jordan one's on they necks 
How I'm stepping it (iyeaaaah) 
Get it by any means that's the motto 
Finnesing it (finesse) 
Checking my drip it's elegant (Slattt) 
Wearing em off like cardigan 
really him it's evident (evident) 
Niggas talk shit irrelevant

Verse2:
I been in my bag like top shotta
Giovvsnni he the  Don dada
Smoke these nigga like cemetery 


They hella slow they moving like snailz
Karma a bitch got her throwing it back 
Look at my sets they running Patek 
Moving in silence I don't need to fleex

I'm bout to blow Osama make an impact like obama

How you Balling with yo mommas money 
Going hard it's all or nothing 
I be flexing without a muscle 
Hood slum gone be rocking Dior 
Built lean like I'm Sipping codeine 
Shawty sip cum like yum yum juice 


223 made his body beat box 
Hella sick I gone need a flu shot



Chorus
Fresh Jordan one's on they necks 
How I'm stepping it (iyeaaaah) 
Get it by any means that's the motto 
Finnesing it (finesse) 
Checking my drip it's elegant (Slattt) 
Wearing em off like cardigan 
I'm really him it's evident (evident) 
Niggas talk shit irrelevant 



 

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COMPILATION OF SNIPPETS, FREESTYLES AND OLD TRACKS BY TECH PLUG

MR10BANDZZZ [PROD.FOI] (SNIPPET)

Prod. Cardiac

Lyrics: 

Hook

Man I’m tryna get that bitch wit no discussion 
Bitch bluffing, always talking all that shit
Be pressing buttons 

Pushing P, I feel like Gunna
The way I’m walking, got these niggas really talking, swear to God I’m really mopping 


[Verse 1]

Finally they’re acknowledging that I’m a God 
Young Cardi pull up on your bitch, she in the block 
I told myself that this gon’ really be my job 
Why you hating? yk this done this the spot 
Yeah, yeah 

Why these niggas acting tough yk that Cardi pulling up
You want your thottie? Over here! 
I might just bust a nut 

I’m really lit, this ain’t a front, this ain’t a front 
I got your bitch, I broke her back, she on a stretcher, in the truck

Pockets full of buds, and now she hit my line 
I’m wit your bitch, yk I’m fassing, now she mine 
I just took her home, now I’m riding my bike 
Got you niggas ducking, that’s just how we ride 


[Verse 2]

Skinny jeans on baby, this shit hella tight 
You know I’m a star baby, I’mma change yo life
Cardi got his palms itching, reaching for a dime 
Can’t fuck wit that bitch yk it’s Prettbois 4Life 

See these hoes respect me 
Got my name up in their mouth, how they’re reflecting 
& for the record 
Said they ain’t gon fuck wit me,
now these hoes relapsing 

Yo bitch pulled up wit her friends, oh well 
Goddamn I see her 
Her & I got chemistry, I called her Mamacita 
I swear she want me physically, I had to turn the heat up
Told that bitch don’t fuck fuck wit me
Young Cardi been that nigga


[Verse 3]

Man i swear, it’s really lit out here
I’m really chosen idk if you could tell 
High Vibrations, no wonder they always stare 
Finally, I believe they innerstand 

Man nobody cannot finish what I started 
& I’m bout to get a bag, got bigger bags
& that’s a budget
Swear they tried to steal my swag & it’s a blessing, its a curse 
I bang that bitch, I do it twice, I might just do it in the function 

Man since a kid I always had to strike a pose
She came to my crib had on a camel toe
Kamikaze wit this shit, I been a goat
My life really be a movie, not a joke

No Discussion [u-m]

Comeback Of The SZN ft. Tecc

heard the beat and we tried sumn different.

what you doing w/raizzy

Yeah
Let's go
Yeah
Ahh
Yeah
Ahhh
Yeah, ah
Yeah
I rap for my fam
94 you know it be the gang
Posted up slanging dope by the gram
I don't care if you ain't bout the glam
We outside by popular demand
Ain't no serving pictures for the fans
Feel like lil Uzi when I dance
Rock designer only these ain't stans
Always stay shining
Like Ricky Makhado
I'm gon keep on grinding
Right straight to the top
I want that luvi that gucci
The zaka like plenty
I want it all straight off the lot
I keep that fire right wit me
That's why every hour light up a blunt
And get high
If you want smoke
Come get it, I'm ready
I've been undefeated
Since right from the start
Woah

All these niggas they mini me
Aye

See by the way
They be clowning my eulogy
Going out sad cause they feeling me
Aye
See by the way they just bite like Puranas

I swear that they all got this drip
From my energy

Aye
I'm on the way they feeling me
Aye,Aye
They trynna go finish me
Ain't got no time... for a enemy

All of this energy
Know you feel it through the melody
Sounding con felony
Aye
053 up in the pedigree
Moving effectively
Goons and Gorillas don't play
Counting like nine ten plus a day
Stay out my lane
Lot of my enemies
Ain't getting sick of the jealousy
Marry Ojeng cause that bag got the remedy
Aye
Shordie call me Philip
Why Philip?
Cause I'm lit
She said she gets so fucken wet
When she laid eyes on the drip
How I'm moving
Think the mansions was my clique
Connection deeper than the tree
Their ain't no cutting shit.
Yeah
I rap for my fam
94 you know it be the gang
Posted up slanging dope by the gram
I don't care if you ain't bout the glam
We outside by popular demand
Ain't no serving pictures for the fans
Feel like lil Uzi when I dance
Rock designer only these ain't stans

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MR10BANDZZZ [PROD.FOI] (SNIPPET)

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