Lil Tecca – Royal Rumble (Audio, Lyrics, Video)

Lil Tecca releases new content called “Royal Rumble”. Listen, stream, watch the video, buy, mp3 download and read the lyrics to the song produced by Z3N & Sean Turk.

Lil Tecca Royal Rumble

It’s time to celebrate another trip around the sun as Lil Tecca turns 18-years-old. On Wednesday (August 26), the teen sensation ushers in a new phase of his life as he steps into the big 1-8, and to kick off his day-long celebration, Lil Tecca has shared a new single titled “Royal Rumble.” The Z3N and Sean Turk-produced track is said to be included on Tecca’s anticipated forthcoming studio album, Virgo World. 

Astrology buffs have noted that Virgo season began on August 23, so fans are expecting Virgo World to drop sooner, rather than later. A video clip of Tecca taking on a luchador in a wrestling ring surfaced online recently, and it just may be a sneak peek into the music video for his single.

Lil Tecca – Royal Rumble (prod. Z3N & Sean Turk)

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Lyrics

[Intro]
Keep it Z3N
Sean Turk
Yeah, oh
Yeah (Uh-huh), yeah (Yeah, uh-huh)
Uh-huh, yeah (Uh-huh), uh-huh, yeah

[Verse 1]
I walk up in the room and they eyein’ me
They like “Who is you?” Nigga, you can’t get my ID
Walked in the store, I need everything that I see
They peepin’ I’m that nigga, I’m like “Ooh, yeah, I might be”
Let a nigga try me
Punch a nigga in his lip, now he lookin’ like Kylie (Bop)
I can’t really go off right now, nigga, I’m in quarantine
I’m really in the market, baby, we could go to Dover Street
We can go to isolation where it get like four degrees
You not ready for that shit
My life is a movie, you not ready for that clip
My niggas they applaud and they applaud and they clap shit
If it’s not ’bout dollars then you really don’t make sense
And if you talkin’ money then lil’ bitch we can make friends
You holdin’ yourself back, surrounded by fake friends
They just want you for payments
And they gon’ keep grabbin’ plates if you sneakin’ that cake in, it makes sense
Two paychecks, they like “One finna pay rent”
Yes, I’m dripped, I’ma buy somethin’ basic
Got my own style, you gon’ flush it, I don’t take shit
Really anti-social, I don’t like elaboratin’
And you niggas weirdos, I don’t like collaboratin’
Had to cut y’all off because y’all niggas, y’all not sanctioned
Movin’ hot, tryna cause investigations
Now, if you want talk, yeah, you gotta make a payment
Pay me, fuck you
Bitches give me pussy, I won’t pay to fuck you
Bitch, nah, I don’t even love you, I won’t pay to lust you
Even if you my shawty, no, please do not get comfortable

[Chorus]
Bitch, I’m the king, it’s a Royal Rumble
Came out on top, like the Royal Rumble
Any beef with me, it’s a Royal Rumble
She wanna Royal Rumble

[Verse 2]
No cap, I get it, though
You just wanna fuck with me, you heard me on the radio
You play on me, bitch, you gon’ turn me to a criminal
Psych, I don’t touch y’all, y’all can’t touch me
Hottest young nigga, in my country
You want me to pull up, yeah, that’s like fifty stacks
I’ma put some in her block and I go cop my bitch a bigger ass
I been thinkin’ ’bout the old times, not gon’ lie, yeah, I be missin’ that
Funny back then, was thinkin’ ’bout the destination, where I’m at
Dropped a lil’ mixtape, it went damn near platinum
I’m not mixed, but I got black and white, ain’t talkin’ Ransom
This shit up, but not gon’ lie, I may not make it look fun
Look dumb, you just mad that you can’t cuff ’em

[Chorus]
It’s a Royal Rumble
Came out on top, like the Royal Rumble
Any beef with me, it’s a Royal Rumble (Royal)
She wanna Royal Rumble (Royal)