Opps

[Intro: Lil Tecca]

Oh yeah

Oh yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah

Oh yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah

Yeah

[Chorus: Lil Tecca]

Niggas, they fans, not opps

Whole lot of bands, yeah, popped

I took a chance, now I'm gettin' guap

It's part of the plan and you not

You at the bottom like rock

Built for the stardom, I popped

I pull up custom, no stock

I cannot trust 'em, no lie, yeah

I don't gotta try to be real

I know that it's one in a million

I got a bitch in Dubai

My other shawty Brazilian

She want a nigga, I'm fly

She love a nigga, I don't gotta try

She know I could do it right

She know I could book the flight

[Verse 1: Lil Tecca]

She know I don't got no type

We could just go out of sight, yeah

Yeah, I know I'm feelin' right

It feel different at this height, yеah

Now it's different in the sky, yеah

See the difference in the lights, yeah

I know if I said it once, I ain't tryna say it twice, yeah

I act like I know even if I don't

After I curved her, murder she wrote

I'm the commander, fuck is a vote?

Bitch, yeah, I'm Tecca, you know what I tote

Put in that work, no, I don't need hope

Shout out the clerk 'cause I'm in the store

After it's closed, boy, you should know

Yeah, designer, designer, yeah, commas on commas, yeah

Shawty she eatin' me up, but I don't fuck with piranhas

Whenever I hit from the back, she said I fuck up her liner

He was just talkin' too crazy, I turn that boy to a goner

[Chorus: Lil Tecca]

Niggas, they fans, not opps

Whole lot of bands, yeah, popped

I took a chance, now I'm gettin' guap

It's part of the plan and you not

You at the bottom like rock

Built for the stardom, I popped

I pull up custom, no stock

I cannot trust 'em, no lie, yeah

I don't gotta try to be real

I know that it's one in a million

I got a bitch in Dubai

My other shawty Brazilian

She want a nigga, I'm fly

She love a nigga, I don't gotta try

She know I could do it right

She know I could book the flight

[Verse 2: Pasto Flocco]

Shawty do it how I like, yeah

Shawty move it, move it right, yeah

Told me, "Let me in, I'm right here"

She ain't tryna waste no time, yeah

She was tryna get in my pants

She tryna finesse me out my bands

Told me she love me, she lyin'

See the money, she wildin'

Niggas not opps, these niggas is fans

Boy, you not poppin' rubber bands

Fuck up the spot, got it goin' ham

I'm off the Wock', how the fuck I—

I'm off the Wock', sleepin' while I'm standin'

I be rollin' that dope, [?]

Steady runnin' it up, never panic

Stay out the way, don't be on that fed shit

[Chorus: Lil Tecca]

Niggas, they fans, not opps

Whole lot of bands, yeah, popped

I took a chance, now I'm gettin' guap

It's part of the plan and you not

You at the bottom like rock

Built for the stardom, I popped

I pull up custom, no stock

I cannot trust 'em, no lie, yeah

I don't gotta try to be real

I know that it's one in a million

I got a bitch in Dubai

My other shawty Brazilian

She want a nigga, I'm fly

She love a nigga, I don't gotta try

She know I could do it right

She know I could book the flight