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Lil Tecca - Our Time (Official Visualizer)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Tecca
Lil Tecca
Vocals
Jayron Beats
Jayron Beats
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Jeroen Leendert Groenendijk
Jeroen Leendert Groenendijk
Songwriter
Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe
Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jayron Beats
Jayron Beats
Producer
Alex Tumay
Alex Tumay
Mixing Engineer
Joseph Colmenero
Joseph Colmenero
Engineer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

Hero made that right 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 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
Writer(s): Tyler Justin Sharpe, Jeroen Leendert Groenendijk Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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