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Lil Tecca - Out of Love (Official Music Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Tecca
Lil Tecca
Vocals
Taz Taylor
Taz Taylor
Programming
TheSkyBeats
TheSkyBeats
Programming
REPKO
REPKO
Programming
Saint Luca
Saint Luca
Programming
William Repko II
William Repko II
Programming
Internet Money
Internet Money
Vocals
The Sky Beats
The Sky Beats
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe
Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe
Songwriter
FREDERIK THRANE
FREDERIK THRANE
Songwriter
William Repko II
William Repko II
Songwriter
Anders Lunøe
Anders Lunøe
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Taz Taylor
Taz Taylor
Producer
TheSkyBeats
TheSkyBeats
Producer
REPKO
REPKO
Producer
Saint Luca
Saint Luca
Producer
Edgard Herrera
Edgard Herrera
Mixing Engineer
Joseph Colmenero
Joseph Colmenero
Engineer
William Repko II
William Repko II
Producer
Chris Gehringer
Chris Gehringer
Mastering Engineer
The Sky Beats
The Sky Beats
Producer

Lyrics

[PreChorus]
It's my love, it's your love, it's our love
And I be thinkin' the world is out of love
So lovestruck, it's fucked up
And she don't really care because
[Chorus]
Everybody want the same thing
New chain, new car, and the same ring
I just wanna make money with the same gang
New glass, new frame, but the same lane
Whole team cope different, but the same pain
Rollie, Rollie, Rollie, I just want a plain jane
Bitches fuckin' different **** for the same fame
I'm committed to myself, ****, so I can't change
She wanna pop it, lock it, drop it
I'm so up, baby, stop it
Tinted windows ridin' 'round 'cause I'm poppin'
She wanna come, mop it
Showin' no love, toxic
Baby, can't trust, be honest
She want me to hit it, no boxin'
Pass the grip, toss it
[Verse 1]
Hop in the Bentley, the 'Rari, the Mulsanne
You got a problem with me, you can come say it
Pass the lil' thottie off, I had to relay it
Now when they say my name, they be like, "He made it"
Oh shit, that's Tecca, that boy up in NY
I'm really from Queens, but they say I'm from LI
Sixth grade up in two thirty-one with my fellas
It's so sad, when I moved out the hood, we all fell out
Obvious that we don't give a fuck
They used to stick me up
And now they showin' up
And now they showin' love
I'm gettin' love from up above
No, no, don't hit me up
No, no, don't hit me up, no, no
[Chorus]
Everybody want the same thing
New chain, new car, and the same ring
I just wanna make money with the same gang
New glass, new frame, but the same lane
Whole team cope different, but the same pain
Rollie, Rollie, Rollie, I just want a plain jane
Bitches fuckin' different **** for the same fame
I'm committed to myself, ****, so I can't change
She wanna pop it, lock it, drop it
I'm so up, stop it
Tinted windows ridin' 'round 'cause I'm poppin'
She wanna come, mop it
Showin' no love, toxic
Baby, can't trust, be honest
Want me to hit it, no boxin'
Pass the grip, toss it
[PreChorus]
It's my love, it's your love, it's our love
And I be thinkin' the world is out of love
So lovestruck, it's fucked up
And she don't really care because
[Chorus]
Everybody want the same thing
New chain, new car, and the same ring
And I just wanna make money with the same gang
New glass, new frame, but the same lane
And whole team cope different, but the same pain
Rollie, Rollie, Rollie, I just want a plain jane
Bitches fuckin' different **** for the same fame
I'm committed to myself, ****, so I can't change
[Outro]
Obvious that we don't give a fuck
They used to stick me up, stick me up
I'm gettin' love from up above
No, no, don't hit me up, hit me up, oh
Written by: Anders Lunøe, Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr., FREDERIK THRANE, Nicholas Mira, Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe, William Repko, William Repko II
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