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ADHD
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Hip-Hop/Rap
ADHD was released on January 10, 2025 by YBS as a part of the album Just Leave Its Too Late
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Release DateJanuary 10, 2025
LabelYBS
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM82

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Noel Keith Celestine
Noel Keith Celestine
Rap
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Noel Keith Celestine
Noel Keith Celestine
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
UNKOWN
UNKOWN
Producer
Noel Keith Celestine
Noel Keith Celestine
Engineer

Lyrics

Run forest run, but I'm way too quick girl I was on the top of your list, your list
I'ma just raise one smooth motherfucker And my girl call me, said she wish I wasn't shit
Cuz bitches call me somethin' way too slick , say damn, ****, you dead, ****
I been poppin' out like these IG figures She gon' hit me up and be like, Keith , don't
say swoop down, yeah, I'm here
Bitch really', smilin' like veneers I had to run a bag
ADHD with the cash
Sweet like sugar, piss her off, there's a hurricane
**** gon' know my name From that momma or that girl or that baby
sister She gon' simply fly around like a propeller in top class
Now they askin' for my letter, man Hell nah, shawty got a lil' back to her
I say, baby, I'm the greatest she saud, you ain't made it
Baby, come here, let me tell you lil' somethin
The story is enormous Shit bigger than a Suarez
Who the fuck is y'all? Y'all **** just a tourist
Y'all money made me Biggest, fuckin' smartest
****, who the fuck you ****? I'm the valedictorian
Blast y'all **** like I ain't really Mandalorian
And last year I fucked a bitch, I swear she was a Taurus
Nice Christian girl, ain't she really from New Orleans
Back doors don't know her art Tell you, no, I had to
Swoop down, yeah, I'm here
Bitch lickin', smilin' like veneers I had to run a bag
ADHD with the cash
Run it up, run it up, ayo, run it up
Gil I'm a smooth, motherfucker, run it up
Girl done rock a sheen like it's Fashion Nova
And she brought me her lil' cashin' over
Cause my cash flowin' over and she bendin' over
I'm like, bitch, don't pick up on me, go to track
Ayy, don't touch my cheese, go to banks
Ayy, if you runnin' up, it gon' be your last day
You don't gotta say a thing
Wide white jeans, trim my crease, Nike
Woo to Atlanta, wear with some Dolphine
Track stars both know I finish lines like
Swoop down, yeah, I'm here
Bitch really', smilin' like veneers
I had to run a bag
ADHD with the cash
Run it up, run it up, ayo, run it up
Run it up, run it up, run it up
Run it up, run it up
Written by: Noel Keith Celestine
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