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Lil Tecca - NEVER LEFT (Official Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Tecca
Lil Tecca
Vocals
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Programming
Cody Rounds
Cody Rounds
Programming
William Slayton Lambert
William Slayton Lambert
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Songwriter
William Slayton Lambert
William Slayton Lambert
Songwriter
Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe
Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe
Songwriter
Cody Rounds
Cody Rounds
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Taz Taylor
Taz Taylor
Producer
Cxdy
Cxdy
Producer
Thankyouwill
Thankyouwill
Producer
Edgard Herrera
Edgard Herrera
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

Perfect! Hope for the whole gang I got hope for the whole gang For the- Oh, no Oh, whoa Oh, yeah Nah, yeah Smoke for the pain Got some hopes for the gang Hope for the gang Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (We love you, Tecca) Know it's gon' be easy to me (to me), I got a bankroll (bankroll) Shooters doing what I say so (say so), 'cause they on payroll (payroll) I got all purple on my shoes, I look like Saints Row (yeah, yeah) If I let you take my flick, you better catch my angle Yeah, Vercetti, want no vibes, came back like I never left Said that she gon' let me hit, came back, now she undressed Thought you got my real love, girl, that was another test (yeah, yeah) Vercetti, want no vibes, came back like I never left Only do it if it feel natural, I can't force this shit They say, "Where you get that swag from?" Bitch, I bought this shit If you ask me, then I'm number one, but that's my opinion You could go and check the stats yourself, just start soundin' in it Niggas tryna compete with me, in the same lane (same lane) Fuck around, I make my own wave, see if they maintain (in my wave) I'm feelin' like I'm almighty, so Nigga, bang, bang (grrah, grrah, grrah) Got some hopes for the gang, gang, smoke for the pain, pain (yeah) Fashion, fashion, yeah, fashion fanatic, yeah, yeah (yeah) To money, a addict, yeah, yeah, the money and baddies, yeah, yeah Got so much packs onto you, I think I be trappin', yeah, yeah I guess that's what happens, yeah Yeah, when you really got it, yeah, yeah Know it's gon' be easy to me, I got a bankroll (bankroll) Shooters doing what I say so (say so), 'cause they on payroll (payroll) I got all purple on my shoes, I look like Saints Row (Saints Row) If I let you take my flick, you better catch my angle Yeah, Vercetti, want no vibes, came back like I never left Said that she gon' let me hit Came back, now she undressed (yeah, yeah) Thought you got my real love, girl, that was another test (oh, whoa) Vercetti, want no vibes, came back like I never left What you tryna talk about? ('Bout), it ain't about money (yeah) I don't hear no notification, not the bank callin' (callin') Got the keys, I could pick a door like the warden (like the) You can't even roll up my gas, blunts floatin' (like a) What even? What happened? Yeah I'm rockin' Virgil in Paris, yeah Oh, that's your bitch? I'm embarrassed, yeah Boy, you're my son, carriage, yeah We havin' fun with this shit still I can tell that you're overthinkin' I could do it with my eyes closed You can see that I'm barely blinkin' (blinkin') Fashion, fashion, yeah, fashion fanatic, yeah, yeah To money, a addict, yeah, yeah, the money and baddies, yeah, yeah Got so much packs onto you, I think I be trappin', yeah, yeah I guess that's what happens, yeah Yeah, when you really got it, yeah, yeah Know it's gon' be easy to me (to me), I got a bankroll (bankroll) Shooters doing what I say so (say so), 'cause they on payroll (payroll) I got all purple on my shoes, I look like Saints Row (Saints Row) If I let you take my flick, you better catch my angle (angle) Yeah, Vercetti, want no vibes, came back like I never left (brr) Said that she gon' let me hit Came back, now she undressed (yeah, yeah) Thought you got my real love, girl, that was another test (oh, whoa) Vercetti, want no vibes, came back like I never left (left)
Writer(s): Danny Lee Snodgrass Jr., Tyler Justin Sharpe, Cody H. Rounds, William Slayton Lambert Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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