Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Gifted, artist - YBN Cordae. Date of issue: 26.08.2020
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Gifted |
| Uh, I got a whole lotta people that’s been countin' on me |
| Got this bad lil' shawty goin' down on the D |
| I met shorty and we connected like the WiFi |
| Hopped in the Phantom, disappeared like, «Voilà» |
| I told niggas that I would make it, they said, «No way» |
| Watch them niggas that might eat up off of your plate |
| They caught me slidin' on the E-Way with the hat on the seat |
| I got tennis chains with crosss but I still keep a piece |
| See, I was twelve years with the Tommy fit |
| Fifteen, crankin' «Bobby Bitch» |
| I was seventeen years on this Earth |
| When I popped a Perc', made my body itch |
| Need a pound of blow when I’m drownin' slow |
| I was down below, word to Roddy Ricch |
| We was slap-boxin', no Karate Kid |
| Start to see the difference with a lotta shit |
| And my grandma got a lotta kids |
| Bought whips foreign, no mileages |
| Hit Saks Fifth and got a Prada fit |
| But I still got a lotta wallet |
| Shit, nigga, this the shit that I asked for |
| 'Member last year I was mad poor |
| Seen my momma cry over homicides |
| Now she down to fly, she got a passport |
| And my brother locked for a backdoor |
| Got my grandmomma a new Jaguar |
| Big body whips like Shaq car |
| No credit check, straight Cash Card |
| Nigga, no stress, I progress |
| That’s Mos Def like Black Star |
| Seen the future in my Audemars |
| Stack paper, don’t do no facade |
| Uh, I got a whole lotta people that’s been countin' on me |
| Got this bad lil' shawty goin' down on the D |
| I met shorty and we connected like the WiFi |
| Hopped in the Phantom, disappeared like, «Voilà» |
| I told niggas that I would make it, they said, «No way» |
| Watch them niggas that might eat up off of your plate |
| They caught me slidin' on the E-Way with the heat on the seat |
| I got tennis chains with crosses but I still keep a piece |
| Livin' out my dream, my life is different (Different) |
| If I want it, then I’ma get it (Get it) |
| Living every day like it was Christmas |
| 'Cause I’m gifted (Ah, ah, ah) |
| And I know what my gift is (Ah, ah, ah) |
| And I know that I’m gifted (Ah, ah, ah) |
| And I know what my gift is (Ah, ah, ah) |
| 'Cause I’m gifted |
| Uh, I got a whole lotta people that’s been countin' on me |
| Got this bad lil' shawty goin' down on the D |
| I met shorty and we connected like the WiFi |
| Hopped in the Phantom, disappeared like, «Voilà» |
| I told niggas that I would make it, they said, «No way» |
| Watch them niggas that might eat up off of your plate |
| They caught me slidin' on the E-Way with the heat on the seat |
| I got tennis chains with crosses but I still keep a piece |
| Still keep a piece |
| Still keep a piece |
| Still keep a piece |
| Still keep a piece |
| Still keep a piece |