Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song NEVER LEFT , by - Lil Tecca. Release date: 31.08.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
NEVER LEFT |
| 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) |