Never Left Lyrics – Lil Tecca

[Intro: Lil Tecca]
(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: Lil Tecca]
Know it's gone 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 fl!ck
You better catch my angles
Yeah, Vercetti, want old vibes
Came back like I never left
Said that she gone 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: Lil Tecca]
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 sounding in it
N!ggas tryna compete with me
In the same lane (Skrrt, skrrt)
F**k around, I make my own wave
See if they maintain (In my wave)
I'm feeling like I'm Almighty So
N!gga, bang-bang (Grrah, grrah, grrah)
Got some hopes for the gang-gang
Smoke for the pain-pain (Yeah)

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Tecca]
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 trapping, yeah, yeah
I guess that's what happens, yeah, yeah
When you really got it, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Tecca]
Know it's gone 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 fl!ck
You better catch my angles
Yeah, Vercetti, want old vibes
Came back like I never left
Said that she gone 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: Lil Tecca]
What you tryna talk about? ('Bout)
It ain't none 'bout money (Yeah)
I don't hear no notification
Not the bank calling (Calling)
Got the keys
I could pick a door like the warden (Like the—)
You can't even roll up my gas
Blunts floating (Like a—, like a—)
What even? What happened? Yeah (Like a—)
I'm rocking 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 having fun with this sh!t still
I can tell that you're overthinking
I could do it with my eyes closed
You can see that I'm barely blinking (Blink)

[Pre-Chorus: Lil Tecca]
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 trapping, yeah, yeah
I guess that's what happens, yeah, yeah
When you really got it, yeah, yeah

[Chorus: Lil Tecca]
Know it's gone 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 fl!ck
You better catch my angle (Angle)
Yeah, Vercetti, want old vibes
Came back like I never left (Brr)
Said that she gone 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)