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2019

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Hip-Hop/Rap

2019 was released on May 6, 2026 by 12234002 Records DK2 as a part of the album 2019 - Single

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OVERVIEW

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Bby Kell

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COMPOSITION & LYRICS

Rahkell Badie

Songwriter

PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING

Creamseats

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Lyrics

Yo, yo

Huh, uh-huh

Weezy, huh, let's go

I'm tryna pop out with yup in the party, they tryna find where the dope at

Ain't no backbone, walk on a ho like a doormat

Four in that ho, keep askin' for pics

Think I play for New York, I'll serve a knick

Beat the trap down like my daddy and shit

Beat the trap down like my momma and shit

Hustle my blood and my bones

Got chrome, so I don't feel alone

I got a bad spendin' money habit

Touch that cup, we feel like champ

I got lil' [pup?] up in my cap, uh, huh

Ain't rich, still eat off EBT

I got a bad ho, she'll pay for me

Fuck 'round, get my hair and nails done

Fuck, think I got a sugar momma

Damn, she comin' with commas

Gave the terp pack to my momma

Four black trucks behind me, I feel like Obama

I ain't get to smoke with Obama, uh, huh

Fuck, I miss Obama

Fuck, I love Obama

If I meet him, I'ma call my momma

Shit, I mean my grandma

She the one that like Obama

Ridin' round with too many packs on me, fucked around and got a Hummer

I put the whole terp pack in my blunt, this shit like a 3.5

('Cause they don't know what I got on my feet)

Comme des Garçon—woah, woah

Comme des Garçons what I got on, shit feel like 2019

Shawty think I got dick, this a Glock, I'm ridin' wit hella beams

I slap that ho for lookin' mean, I'm already lookin' mean

I ain't even got no zot on me, you want these two Gs?

I'm tryna pop out with yup in the party, they tryna find where the dope at

Ain't no backbone, walk on a ho like a doormat

Four in that ho, keep askin' for pics

Think I play for New York, I'll serve a knick

Beat the trap down like my daddy and shit

Beat the trap down like my momma and shit

Hustle my blood and my bones

Got chrome, so I don't feel alone

I got a bad spendin' money habit

Touch that cup, we feel like champ

I got lil' [pup?] up in my cap, uh, huh

Written by: Rahkell Badie

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