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YDC Flow
Hip-Hop/Rap
YDC Flow was released on January 7, 2026 by YDC RECORDS as a part of the album YDC
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AlbumYDC
Release DateJanuary 7, 2026
LabelYDC RECORDS
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM97

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Deezo
Deezo
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Deezo
Deezo
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Type beat
Type beat
Engineer

Lyrics

They told me that I wasn't bout it, well here you got it
They told me I'm the best about my city, it's common knowledge
And they was tellin' me, ever since a youngin I'm a problem
My motor way too crazy, I be ballin' like the bottom
(I be ballin' like I'm at the bottom), I mean I'm at the bottom
Hellcat way too crazy, head out the trunk when I push full throttle
I got a bad bitch on my side, she lookin' like a model
The only type of advice that Imma give you, is these tips that's hollow
I'm not the type to want to be mean, but why these bitches out here
Talkin' that shit and they wearin' Shein I heard you **** beggin' for green
And all you bitches too, really gettin' ran by the team
If that's the case, y'all cannot talk to me I'm really goin' out of this world, I'm on an odyssey
You gotta pay to talk to me, I'm sorry, that's the policy
I'm really havin' it, I'm athletic, that's why they all on me
Best up out my city, my ****, I'm just a prodigy
I'm blessin' **** eyes everyday, that's just the God in me
That **** talkin' too much on the gang, we out to silence him
I call my **** up for a meeting, we in the dining room
(I call my **** up for a meeting, we in the dining room)
(I call my **** up for a meeting, we in the dining room)
(Come on, ****)
I cannot say what we discuss, cause that shit classified
I up the Draco at this ****, and make him harmonize
I told you, bitch, you can't be with me, because you want the guys
You **** really pussy, smell like ham, with some loaded fries
I'm bout to put Fort Wayne on the map, you better recognize
You talkin' bout, you made like ten bands, do you want a prize
Nah, nah you not gettin' shit
They tell me if I just stay consistent, my ****, I get rich
Muhammad Ali, I'm the greatest, you some like Sonny Liston
And I ain't got no aim, I shot the pistol, damn near fuckin missed em
I gotta erase the whole block, I'm finna launch a missile
Pistol knockin' teeth out his mouth, I think he need a dental
And after that, I'm gon' need a rental
When I sell these P's out of town, I'm very sentimental
I don't care if he seven foot, bitch, to me, you little
I gotta get up out this stu, I'm finna make it sizzle
You know I'm catchin' plays up outta Cali, feel like George Kittle
I'm up early to get to that money, but first I need McGriddle
I'm playin' basketball, but first I need a center
Of course I hit her, that ain't no question, my ****, why you tender
I heard you fuckin' bitches, but you stay on Tinder
****, this that YDC flow, and know that we some winners
Written by: DEEZO L
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