Nasdaq - YFL KELVIN, Moneybagg Yo

If I said fuck you I meant that

This Glock got a stick and it kickback

My price goin up like the Nasdaq

I’m smokin some pressure this shit got my lungs black

I gotta do this for Kelvin

I ball like Kyrie wit the Celtics

I know this codeine is not healthy

I came wit the bag and I know that you smell it

I know they see me ballin, rappin, taking all these bitches tryna call me

Remember when they never saw me

Now I’m gettin bread like Arby’s

Back at work and hit them twos and fews it ain’t satisfaction

Wit this rap shit

Shit get tragic nigga fuck this rappin

I’m in my bag

I took a loss and had to get back

Came from the trenches flyin first class

She tryna fuck a nigga wit the cash

Ain’t got shit to add, lil shawty she bad

Real nigga chemistry, I’m boutta shit on my enemies, ain’t got no fear in me

I know they envy me

I spilled the drip now it’s slippery

I know some niggas that hate on the movement

They don’t be nothing just to stop a nigga

Cause they know I’m really boutta pop a nigga

I ain’t stoppin nigga til they drop a nigga

Niggas ain’t know how we comin

Phone was ringing the trap goin bonkers

Came a long way now the paper stay comin

We doin numbers

If I said fuck you I meant that

This Glock got a stick and it kickback

My price goin up like the Nasdaq

I’m smokin some pressure this shit got my lungs black

I gotta do this for Kelvin

I ball like Kyrie wit the Celtics

I know this codeine is not healthy

I came wit the bag and I know that you smell it

Aw shit, aw shit, we sellin raw shit

Got 50s on guns and we puttin a body on em

We on some law shit

These niggas some bitches I figured that out quick, in the streets I’m the topic

A nigga was down but I got out that drought quick

Fill a opp up wit hot shit

You used to be cool you used to aight

Now you a pussy though

I slid through your hood and I let off some shots

I don’t think you was lookin though

Couple bands in my pants they get spent on a sack

I rollin up woods and pouring up act

Niggas get boxed so I’m totin my strap

Lil nigga relax for this Glock get you wacked Niggas get money to cover they

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I’m real nigga livin I’m countin my spendings

Came from the trenches, made lanes for the trenches

Don’t test me cause I’ll blow your brains in the trenches

Dope in my pocket that lil hoe keep lookin at me

I ran up a check now a young nigga really have it

I rap but I’m really trappin

If I said fuck you I meant that

This Glock got a stick and it kickback

My price goin up like the Nasdaq

I’m smokin some pressure this shit got my lungs black

I gotta do this for Kelvin

I ball like Kyrie wit the Celtics

I know this codeine is not healthy

I came wit the bag and I know that you smell it