Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Tecca
Vocals
Noah Mejia
Programming
Otxhello
Programming
Spaceman
Programming
Taz Taylor
Programming
Dilip Venkatesh
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Noah Mejia
Songwriter
Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe
Songwriter
Dilip Venkatesh
Songwriter
Campbell Rolston-Clemmer
Songwriter
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Songwriter
Othello Houston
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lil Tecca
Recording Engineer
Noah Mejia
Producer
Otxhello
Producer
Spaceman
Producer
Taz Taylor
Producer
Tom Norris
Mixing Engineer
Dilip Venkatesh
Producer
Victor Agbugba
Recording Engineer
Lyrics
(Yeah, let me yeah, let me yeah) c'mon
(Let me yeah, let me yeah-yeah, let me yeah, yeah, yeah)
(Yeah, let me yeah-yeah, let me yeah-yeah)
(Let me yeah, let me yeah-yeah, let me yeah-yeah)
I do this - early from Monday to Sunday
I'm still with the gang, - if it's sunny
I said I'll be rich, and I did that - one day
Goin' up, one way, this ain't the runway
Pull up with Dior, I call up Rico
I got the key to the game (cheat code)
On the real, we not the same (yeah)
I can't let 'em play with my name (hey, yeah)
You know what they're sayin' around
Don't know what they're sayin' about you
My guala gon' wish y'all the best for me
But I know these - they doubt you
My - doin' voodoo every time I got a new coupe, watch your surround us
When we at the top, lil' - we just want the guap and not the medallions (yeah)
Never care who see I'm up, you won't get the last of me
All this glamor, - hysteric, all my - the Japanese
Too much sauce, - ain't free, he said, why you taxtin' me?
Yeah, I'm Tec, like SMG, vintage like the GAT would be
(Yeah), you never know (ooh)
Life might show you places that you ain't even plan on goin'
Yeah, you know that I make action - not no codin'
You know that I may stress but, - I ain't foldin'
I do this - early from Monday to Sunday
I'm still with the gang, - if it's sunny
I said I'll be rich, and I did that - one day
Goin' up, one way, this ain't the runway
Pull up with Dior, I call up Rico
I got the key to the game (cheat code)
On the real, we not the same (yeah)
I can't let 'em play with my name
You dress to impress, you dress like you mighty your ex
I dress like I have just seen a check, I think I got some cash to collect
I'm a young - but I'm a vet
They didn't think that I still would be here
Lookin' at me for what's
Tryna see who to sign, I swear (yeah)
I had to hide what I like
They told me labels goin' through my likes
I know I'm the first to always get it right
Come - with Tec, go up overnight
I see the labels never do it right
This year alone, I spent 20 thousand on white tee's
Another hundred on the flights
This year alone, I went crazy like a hundred times
But it took one to get it right
I do this - early from Monday to Sunday
I'm still with the gang, - if it's sunny
I said I'll be rich and I did that - one day
Goin' up, one way, this ain't the runway
Pull up with Dior, I call up Rico
I got the key to the game (cheat code)
On the real, we not the same (yeah)
I can't let 'em play with my name
I do this - early from Monday to Sunday
I'm still with the gang, - if it's sunny
I said I'll be rich, and I did that - one day
Goin' up, one way, this ain't the runway
Pull up with Dior, I call up Rico
I got the key to the game (cheat code)
On the real, we not the same (yeah)
I can't let 'em play with my name (yeah)
Writer(s): Tyler Justin Sharpe, Othello Houston, Campbell Rolston-clemmer, Dilip Venkatesh, Danny Lee Jr. Snodgrass, Noah Mejia
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