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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Lil Tecca
Lil Tecca
Vocals
Noah Mejia
Noah Mejia
Programming
Otxhello
Otxhello
Programming
Spaceman
Spaceman
Programming
Taz Taylor
Taz Taylor
Programming
Dilip Venkatesh
Dilip Venkatesh
Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Noah Mejia
Noah Mejia
Songwriter
Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe
Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe
Songwriter
Othello Houston
Othello Houston
Songwriter
Dilip Venkatesh
Dilip Venkatesh
Songwriter
Campbell Rolston-Clemmer
Campbell Rolston-Clemmer
Songwriter
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr.
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lil Tecca
Lil Tecca
Recording Engineer
Noah Mejia
Noah Mejia
Producer
Otxhello
Otxhello
Producer
Spaceman
Spaceman
Producer
Taz Taylor
Taz Taylor
Producer
Tom Norris
Tom Norris
Mixing Engineer
Dilip Venkatesh
Dilip Venkatesh
Producer
Victor Agbugba
Victor Agbugba
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

[Intro]
Come on
[Chorus]
I do this shit 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 shit 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
[Verse 1]
You know what they sayin' around, yeah
Don't know what they sayin' about you
My guala gon' wish y'all the best for me
But I know these ****, they doubt you
My bitch doin' voodoo
Every time I got a new coupe, watch ya surround us
When we at the top, lil' ****, we just want the guap and not the medallions
[Verse 2]
Never care who see I'm up, you won't get the last of me
All this glamor, shit hysteric, all my hoes, they Japanese
Too much sauce, shit ain't free, he said, "Why you taxin' me?"
Yeah, I'm Tec, like SMG, vintage like the GAT would be
[Verse 3]
Yeah, you never know, oh
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 might stress, but ****, I ain't foldin'
[Chorus]
I do this shit 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 shit 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 her play with my name
[Verse 4]
You dress to impress, you dress like you might see your ex
I dress like I 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 fire
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 fuck with Tec, go up overnight
I see the labels never do it right
This year alone, I spent twenty thousand on white tees
Another hundred on the flights
This year alone, I went crazy like a hundred times
But it took one to get it right
[Chorus]
I do this shit 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 shit 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 her play with my name
[Chorus]
I do this shit 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 shit 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 her play with my name
Written by: Campbell Rolston-Clemmer, Danny Lee Snodgrass, Jr., Dilip Venkatesh, Noah Mejia, Othello Houston, Tyler-Justin Anthony Sharpe
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