Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Tecca
Lil Tecca
Vocals
Dez Wright
Dez Wright
Programming
Nick Mira
Nick Mira
Programming
Stoopid Lou
Stoopid Lou
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Nick Mira
Nick Mira
Songwriter
Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe
Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe
Songwriter
Dylan Cleary-Krell
Dylan Cleary-Krell
Songwriter
Moritz Lepper
Moritz Lepper
Songwriter
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Dez Wright
Dez Wright
Producer
Nick Mira
Nick Mira
Producer
Stoopid Lou
Stoopid Lou
Producer
Joseph Colmenero
Joseph Colmenero
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Ah, ah
Ah, yeah
Ah
[Chorus]
I been solo for so long, yeah
I cannot go on
Been a long time since I'm feelin' right
All I know is wrong
And my fans, yeah, got me feelin' right
Always playin' my songs, yeah
Bitch **** say they like gossip
Whole time I don't know, uh
[Verse 1]
Now, mud got me feelin' like a phenom
Went to the plug, I tell him need a re-up
Drip to the floor, I told him, "Pick your feet up"
Real hot ****, bitch, I gotta heat up
Real hot ****, get up out the spot
Wanna take a flick when I step on the block
Star ring on my finger, baby, 'cause I know I'm gon' pop, aye
All these **** real still lately, like LeBron, they gon' flop, uh
I don't hear no haters lately 'cause a **** on top, uh
It's my time, don't gotta watch, uh, to make a hit, bet a lot, uh
Let the heart turn rich, babe
If you want some, just say somethin'
[Chorus]
I been solo for so long, yeah
I cannot go on
Been a long time since I'm feelin' right
All I know is wrong
And my fans, yeah, got me feelin' right
Always playin' my songs, yeah
Bitch **** say they like gossip
Whole time I don't know
I been solo for so long, yeah
I cannot go on
Been a long time since I'm feelin' right
All I know is wrong
And my fans, yeah, got me feelin' right
Always playin' my songs, yeah
Bitch **** say they like gossip
Whole time I don't know, uh
[Verse 2]
Rap, rap
I feel like Nas, I'ma 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
I'm just talkin' shit, I don't care if I rhyme
I don't just pop that Perc, yeah, that ****, he flyin'
She say that I'm awesome
She say that she wanna blossom
Just left Barneys, went and bought some
Bust out opp, yeah, he 'bout to flock some
[Refrain]
Oh, that's your shit? Uh-uh
I don't care, uh-uh
Now it's mine, uh-uh
Now you tight, uh-uh
Oh, that's your shit? Uh-uh
I don't care, uh-uh
Now it's mine, uh-uh
Now you tight, uh-uh
[Verse 3]
I do this shit too easy (Easy)
I swear this shit too easy (Easy)
I know that **** don't believe me (Don't believe me)
Don't care if that **** believe me
I can't see these **** like Stevie (Brrrt)
Can't love that shawty, she a fifi
No, I don't show expressions, no, **** can't read me, aye
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
[Chorus]
I been solo for so long, yeah
I cannot go on
Been a long time since I'm feelin' right
All I know is wrong
And my fans, yeah, got me feelin' right
Always playin' my songs, yeah
Bitch **** say they like gossip
Whole time I don't know
I been solo for so long, yeah
I cannot go on
Been a long time since I'm feelin' right
All I know is wrong
And my fans, yeah, got me feelin' right
Always playin' my songs, yeah
Bitch **** say they like gossip
Whole time I don't know, uh
[Outro]
Oh-oh, oh-oh
Hey, yeah (We love you, Tecca)
Oh-oh
Written by: Dylan Cleary-Krell, Moritz Lepper, Nick Mira, Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe
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