[Intro: Lil Tecca]
Oh yeah
Oh yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Oh yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah
Yeah

[Chorus: Lil Tecca]
N***as, 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 n***a, I'm fly
She love a n***a, 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]
N***as, 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 n***a, I'm fly
She love a n***a, 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'
N***as not opps, these n***as 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]
N***as, 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 n***a, I'm fly
She love a n***a, I don't gotta try
She know I could do it right
She know I could book the flight