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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
YFL Kelvin
YFL Kelvin
Performer
Glenn Morrison
Glenn Morrison
Performer
Brad Puette
Brad Puette
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Dione Ervin
Dione Ervin
Composer
Jonathan Jones
Jonathan Jones
Composer
Jaylon Stevenson
Jaylon Stevenson
Composer
Farid Tatum Martin Whitaker
Farid Tatum Martin Whitaker
Composer
Patrick Joseph
Patrick Joseph
Composer
Demario White
Demario White
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
P. Kaldone
P. Kaldone
Producer
Jaylon The Producer
Jaylon The Producer
Producer
The Fvders
The Fvders
Producer
Glenn Morrison
Glenn Morrison
Mixing Engineer
Brad Puette
Brad Puette
Mixing Engineer

Lyrics

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 Go crazy with 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 image 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 That old shit I'm moving pass it 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 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
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