NEVER LEFT
Lil Tecca"NEVER LEFT" ist ein Song von Lil Tecca, 2021, Pop. Der Song dauert 2:41, 64 lines / 648 words.
Songtext
0:01(Perfect!)
0:03Hope for the whole gang
0:05I got hope for the whole gang
0:06Hope for the—
0:07Oh, no
0:08Oh, wow
0:09Oh, yeah
0:11Nah (Yeah)
0:14Smoke for the pain
0:16Got some hopes for the gang
0:17Hopes for the gang
0:18Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah
0:21Yeah-yeah, yeah-yeah (On my shit)
0:23(We love you, Tecca)
0:24Know it's gon' be easy to me (To me), I got a bankroll (Bankroll)
0:27Shooters doing what I say so (Say so), 'cause they on payroll (Payroll)
0:30I got all purple on my shoes, I look like Saints Row (Yeah, yeah)
0:33If I let you take my flick, you better catch my angles
0:36Yeah, Vercetti, want old vibes, came back like I never left
0:39Said that she gon' let me hit, came back, now she undressed
0:42Thought you got my real love, girl, that was another test (Yeah, yeah)
0:44Vercetti, want old vibes, came back like I never left
0:48Only do it if it feel natural, I can't force this shit
0:50They say, "Where you get that swag from?" Bitch, I bought this shit
0:53If you ask me, then I'm number one, but that's my opinion
0:57You could go and check the stats yourself, just start soundin' in it
0:59Niggas tryna compete with me, in the same lane (Skrrt, skrrt)
1:02Fuck around, I make my own wave, see if they maintain (In my wave)
1:05I'm feelin' like I'm Almighty So, nigga, bang-bang (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
1:08Got some hopes for the gang-gang, smoke for the pain-pain (Yeah)
1:11Fashion, fashion, yeah, fashion fanatic, yeah, yeah
1:14To money, a addict, yeah, yeah, the money and baddies, yeah, yeah
1:17Got so much packs on me, you would think I be trappin', yeah, yeah
1:20I guess that's what happens, yeah, yeah, when you really got it, yeah, yeah
1:23Know it's gon' be easy to me, I got a bankroll (Bankroll)
1:26Shooters doing what I say so (Say so), 'cause they on payroll (Payroll)
1:29I got all purple on my shoes, I look like Saints Row (Saints Row)
1:31If I let you take my flick, you better catch my angles
1:34Yeah, Vercetti, want old vibes, came back like I never left
1:37Said that she gon' let me hit, came back, now she undressed (Yeah, yeah)
1:43Thought you got my real love, girl, that was another test (Oh, woah)
1:46Vercetti, want old vibes, came back like I never left
1:46What you tryna talk about? ('Bout), it ain't none 'bout money (Yeah)
1:49I don't hear no notification, not the bank callin' (Callin')
1:52Got the keys, I could pick a door like the warden (Like the—)
1:55You can't even roll up my gas, blunts floatin' (Like a—, like a—)
1:57What even? What happened? Yeah (Like a—)
1:59I'm rockin' Virgil in Paris, yeah (What?)
2:00Oh, that's your bitch? I'm embarrassed, yeah (What?)
2:01Boy, you're my son, carriage, yeah (Carriage)
2:03We havin' fun with this shit still, I can tell that you're overthinkin'
2:04I could do it with my eyes closed, you can see that I'm barely blinkin' (Blink)
2:09Fashion, fashion, yeah, fashion fanatic, yeah, yeah
2:12To money, a addict, yeah, yeah, the money and baddies, yeah, yeah
2:15Got so much packs on me, you would think I be trappin', yeah, yeah
2:18I guess that's what happens, yeah, yeah, when you really got it, yeah, yeah
2:21Know it's gon' be easy to me (To me), I got a bankroll (Bankroll)
2:24Shooters doing what I say so (Say so), 'cause they on payroll (Payroll)
2:26I got all purple on my shoes, I look like Saints Row (Saints Row)
2:29If I let you take my flick, you better catch my angle (Angle)
2:32Yeah, Vercetti, want old vibes, came back like I never left (Brr)
2:35Said that she gon' let me hit, came back, now she undressed (Yeah, yeah)
2:38Thought you got my real love, girl, that was another test (Oh, woah)
2:41Vercetti, want old vibes, came back like I never left (Left)
(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 shit)
(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 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
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 (Skrrt, skrrt)
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
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
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
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 bitch? I'm embarrassed, yeah (What?)
Boy, you're my son, carriage, yeah (Carriage)
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' (Blink)
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
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)Übersetzung
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