Lil Tecca - Never Left lyrics

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Lil Tecca - Never Left lyrics

[Intro] (Perfect!) Hope for the whole gang I got hope for the whole gang Hope for the— Oh, no Oh, wow Oh, yeah Nah (Yeah) Smoke for the pain Got some hopes for the gang Hopes for the gang Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (On my sh*t) (We love you, Tecca) [Chorus] 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 angles Yeah, Vercetti, want old 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 old vibes, came back like I never left [Verse 1] Only do it if it feel natural, I can't force this sh*t They say, "Where you get that swag from?" b*tch, I bought this sh*t 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 ni**as tryna compete with me, in the same lane (Skrrt, skrrt) fu*k around, I make my own wave, see if they maintain (In my wave) I'm feelin' like I'm Almighty So, ni**a, bang-bang (Grrah, grrah, grrah) Got some hopes for the gang-gang, smoke for the pain-pain (Yeah) [Pre-Chorus] Fashion, fashion, yeah, fashion fanatic, yeah, yeah To money, a addict, yeah, yeah, the money and baddies, yeah, yeah Got so much packs on me, you would think I be trappin', yeah, yeah I guess that's what happens, yeah, yeah, when you really got it, yeah, yeah [Chorus] 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 angles Yeah, Vercetti, want old 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, woah) Vercetti, want old vibes, came back like I never left [Verse 2] What you tryna talk about? ('Bout), it ain't none 'bout 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—, like a—) What even? What happened? Yeah (Like a—) I'm rockin' Virgil in Paris, yeah (What?) Oh, that's your b*tch? I'm embarrassed, yeah (What?) Boy, you're my son, carriage, yeah (Carriage) We havin' fun with this sh*t still, I can tell that you're overthinkin' I could do it with my eyes closed, you can see that I'm barely blinkin' (Blink) [Pre-Chorus] Fashion, fashion, yeah, fashion fanatic, yeah, yeah To money, a addict, yeah, yeah, the money and baddies, yeah, yeah Got so much packs on me, you would think I be trappin', yeah, yeah I guess that's what happens, yeah, yeah, when you really got it, yeah, yeah [Chorus] 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 old 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, woah) Vercetti, want old vibes, came back like I never left (Left)

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