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"X Factor" is a track by Lil Tecca, from the album DOPAMINE, released 13th June 2025. Full lyrics are available below.
Lyrics
[Intro] Yeah [Chorus] They playin' fire with the leader, goddamn Bitch, I'ma jump in two-seater, I'm slammin' Last time I checked, went off the meter, don't panic Know I be outside, shawty fuck with my antics "Cut ties for that bullshit," you said Don't let the tweakin' out get to your head Niggas part-time real, I don't understand This ain't part-time, whole time been gettin' bands Still on alpha, no bravo Baby tell me she need that shit pronto Since a youngin' I been on that bullshit None of these niggas could say I been lil' bro Make sure the same shit that you would live for, that you would kill for Like how she look, walkin' away, see the dimples Background check on a ho, need the info Need the review, let me know what it's hittin' for [Verse] Every time you on the X, that's a setback You won't get the call, but you might get a text back Brodie he ridin' with some shit, push your dreads back Slide to UK, turn this shit to the X Factor Main convo' not 'bout the cash, then it don't matter Fuck all that small talk, get to the dough faster Hit from the back, she like, "Yeah, Tecca, go faster" Pull up in Cullinan, this shit ain't no Phantom [Bridge] Not enough, I know I been trying That's the real, yeah, why would I lie? Wipe your tears, yeah, why you been cryin'? Fuck them fears, you tryna get by Seen a lot, I been 'round the block It's a lot that I cannot decide I know everybody gon' pick a side Fuck that shit, shawty, hop in the ride [Chorus] They playin' fire with the leader, goddamn Bitch, I'ma jump in two-seater, I'm slammin' Last time I checked, went off the meter, don't panic Know I be outside, shawty fuck with my antics "Cut ties for that bullshit," you said Don't let the tweakin' out get to your head Niggas part-time real, I don't understand This ain't part-time, whole time been gettin' bands Still on alpha, no bravo Baby tell me she need that shit pronto Since a youngin' I been on that bullshit None of these niggas could say I been lil' bro Make sure the same shit that you would live for, that you would kill for Like how she look, walkin' away, see the dimples Background check on a ho, need the info Need the review, let me know what it's hittin' for
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